Alabama Grammar - Red Music & YMI

She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evenin' dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair blown all around She's a hot southern mess She'll take a beer over white wine A campfire over candlelight And when it comes to love Oh, her idea of a romantic night Is listenin' to old Alabama, drivin' through Tennessee A little dixieland delight at the right time of the night And she can't keep her hands off of me And now we're rollin' down an old back road I got the steering wheel in one hand We'll find a hideaway where she and I can play In mother nature's band Now we're listenin' to old Alabama Parked somewhere in Tennessee A little dixieland delight and it feels so right And it's love in the first degree Forget about Sinatra or Coltrane Or some ol' righteous brothers song Even Barry White ain't gonna work tonight If you really wanna turn her on Play some back home, come on music That comes from the heart Play something with lots of feeling 'Cause that's where music has to start Now we're listenin' to old Alabama And we're drivin' through Tennessee A little dixieland delight and it feels so right And it's love in the first degree Yeah, you know we're listenin' to old Alabama (old Alabama) Drivin' through Tennessee (Tennessee) A little why lady, why, at the right time of the night Oh, and she can't keep her hands off of me, me, me Oh, play me some old Alabama Oh, play me some old Alabama Won't you play me some old Alabama? Oh, play Yee-haw So the one you loved just left you for another And you're down Or you lost your job and you need a drink You look around and start to think That no one understands what you been through

Drinkin' was forbidden in my Christian country home I learned to play the flattop on them good ol' Gospel songs And I heard about the barrooms just across the Georgia line Where a boy could make a livin' playin' guitar late at night Had to learn about the ladies, too young to understand Why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band When the boys turn to music, the girls just turn away To some other guitar picker in some other late night place Yeah, I held on to my music, I let the ladies walk away Took my songs and dreams to Nashville then I moved on to L.A. Up to New York City, all across the U.S.A I've lost so much of me but there's enough of me to say That my home's in Alabama No matter where I lay my head My home's in Alabama Southern born and Southern bred What keeps me goin' I don't really know Can't be the money, Lord knows I'm always broke Could it be the satisfaction of bein' understood When the people really love you and let you know when it's good Oh I'll speak my Southern English as natural as I please I'm in the heart of Dixie, Dixie's in the heart of me And someday when I make it, when love finds a way Somewhere high on Lookout Mountain I'll just smile with pride and say That my home's in Alabama No matter where I lay my head My home's in Alabama Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred And my home's in Alabama No matter where I lay my head My home's in Alabama Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred

Oh-oh, all of these changes Keep on following me Visions that wake me relentless Leaders mean nothing to me Oh-oh, all of these people None of them true at the seams But I see you in dark corners Eyes, they look away from me Are we talking now, baby? There is a life here for free Are we talking now, baby? Talking to you, talk to me Oh-oh, all of these roads are Leading to nowhere, you see When this world ends as we know it What's left will be you and me So, oh-oh, all of these changes Are the visions of futures I see And I see truth in dark corners Eyes look away from me Are we talking now, baby? There is a life here for free Are we talking now, baby? Talking to you, talk to me Talk to you, talk to me Talk to you, talk to me Talk to you, talk to me Talk to you, talk to me Talk to you, talk to me Talk to you, talk to me Talk to you, talk to me Talk to you Are we talking now, baby? There is a life here for free Are we talking now, baby? Talking to you, talk to me Are we talking now, baby? There is a life here for free Are we talking now, baby? Talking to you, talk to me

This ain't no play, no actor I don't really fear, no factor I was eighth grade Making minimum wage Playing mista don't play by Patta Projects and the trapper Prospects plus the lack of Resources made remorse so Police forces don't matter No hitting and running, no batter But I wanna mix yo batter But I can't fix what i really wanna fix So I'll hand a bag of tricks Or rather Cry behind my laughter Pride before disaster Please don't, please don't flatter me Lately I've been feeling like My egos too large for a shrink El niño went far in a blink Used to skate at the rink Way before your ass could drink Way before you had them kinks Way before I had this ink But now my egos too large it won't shrink I've swam too far just to sink I was born on the brink I don't blink I just wink Thank the lord I ain't sleep No more sheep, I'm bo peep Bitch! You think you want me But I'm kamikaze Way too self destructive And you too seductive What am I supposed to do? I've been running running round with you Girl I'm feeling like its deja vu And i know that it might sound taboo My egos too large for a shrink El niño went far in a blink Used to skate at the rink Way before your ass could drink Way before you had them kinks Way before I had this ink But now my egos too large it won't shrink I've swam too far just to sink I was born on the brink I don't blink I just wink Thank the lord I ain't sleep No more sheep, I'm bo peep Bitch!

Now you can see she got good brain So I call her Mojo Jojo You can see I've been through pain So they call me Quasimodo Every day a nigga train Like I live inside the dojo I'm the unexpected hero, shit My nickname should be Frodo Play with me you'll get burned Put your ass in an urn Pressing me you'll get permed Fuck with me you'll eat sperm Heard it's your last term Heard it's my first turn Never been the one for confirmation but I swear it's been confirmed Never go against the firm Leave you out with the ferns Wanted more for returns Want some cheese need to churn Y'all kids need to learn But that ain't my concern Ain't see me like a germ From the dirt like a worm Well what do ya know Was sitting on gold like the El Dorado Santiago Turned a whole brick from the avocados Colorado To Japan shit, 'Arigato' Shit I already got those But I'm stuck in auto Like I won the lotto Cause I'm desperado But what do ya know I was sitting on gold like the El Dorado Santiago Flipped a whole brick from the avocados Colorado To Japan, shit, 'Arigato!' Shit I already got those But I'm stuck in auto Like I won the lotto Cause I'm desperado But what do ya know I was sitting on gold like the El Dorado Santiago Flipped a whole brick from the avocados Colorado To Japan, shit, 'Arigato!' Shit I already got those But I'm stuck in auto Like I won the lotto Cause I'm desperado Yeah I put my name on it Cause they're trying to put their claim on it Got precision when I aim on it Mojo Jojo, got my brain on it Yeah I put my name on it Cause they're trying to put their claim on it Got precision when I aim on it Mojo Jojo, got my brain on it How bout that? Old Ford van to a Cadillac Run it back Ain't no need for a quarterback How bout that? Old Ford van to a Cadillac Run it back Ain't no need for a quarter bag Yeah I put my name on it Cause they're trying to put their claim on it Got precision when I aim on it Mojo Jojo, got my brain on it Yeah I put my name on it Cause they're trying to put their claim on it Got precision when I aim on it Mojo Jojo, got my brain on it