How did I end up right here with you After all the things that I been through Its been one of those days You tryin' forget about Take a shot and let it out Let's get right Now that I'm here baby Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Show me a good Show me a good Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) I live for the nights that I can't remember, With the people that I won't forget Spending all the money I just work my ass off For the things that I won't regret I've been waiting way too long long long long Tellin' everybody that I know we about to be on on on on I ain't tryin' look like I lie to these niggas that I came up with That's my team, never would I let a woman come between What we doing right now This our dream, Wu Tang Clan niggas want that cream I'm the Osirus of the shit right now Go to god for the hits right now Whatever you wanna drink girl pick right now If you can't hold your liquor you better quit right now How did I end up right here with you After all the things that I been through Its been one of those days You tryin' forget about Take a shot and let it out Let's get right Now that I'm here baby Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Show me a good Show me a good Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) How 'bout you and all your morals and that outfit that you borrowed Make the most out of tonight and worry 'bout it all tomorrow Understand girl, we fam' girl Can't get me right and not do Wayne Cash money young money pop champagne Presidential suite girl Barrack Hussain Tell me can we kick it like Ali Shaheed and Phife Dawg People really hate when a backpack rapper get rich And start livin' that life dawg Feels like when you gettin' to that paper hip hop hates ya They would do it just like I do if they could Its in our nature Ah, young and rich and out of control Out in LA blowing clouds of that killer I came up in the underground though So I'm a spend another ten thousand for Dilla Call me over-rated or created or too jaded Because any way you put it bitch I made it, yup! How did I end up right here with you After all the things that I been through Its been one of those days You tryin' forget about Take a shot and let it out Let's get right Now that I'm here baby Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Show me a good Show me a good Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Show me a good Show me a good Show me a good time (Oh yeah, oh yeah)

Carry on, yea Thought I was lookin' good So I cycled 'cross the neighborhood Was invited by a skinny girl Into her high class world Left my bicycle under the stairs Laid my coat across the kosher chairs Made my way across the crowded room I had nothing to lose My reception wasn't very keen So turning on a friendly grin Stood on the table with my glass of gin And came straight to the point I was glad to come I'll be sad to go So while I'm here I'll have me a real good time I was glad to come I'll be sad to go So while I'm here I'll have me a real good time, oh Dancing madly 'round the room, yeah Singing loudly and sorta' out of tune Was escorted by a friendly slag 'Round the bedroom and back Wandered up across to the door Missed my step and I fell on the floor Said one word and I was asked to leave Kinda' wish I was dead I was glad to come And I'll be so sad to leave But while I was here I'll had me a real good time, ooh Oh my The skinny girl made it clear That she only came here for the beer That's the thing, oh yea The vicar, he simply reeked of gin, oh God On my way home, I happened to fall off my bicycle, good party, ooh-hoo I was glad to come But I was also glad to get home, yea

Standing by the door checking my hair Waiting on you to take me nowhere We were always looking for a rock and roll Saturday night We're sitting on hold with a radio station Listen all night to hear my dedication A song to tell the whole town you were mine (Well, that's right) And we sing Like we wrote every word to the whole damn thing Like nothing would ever change, and we danced Like time wasn't really slipping through our hands Oh, when you said I love you You might have been lying But it sure sounded good at the time Just a hand-me-down Pontiac See how many friends we could pile in the back Saved all summer for a ticket on the front row (Well, let's go) Didn't have a plan, and we ran out of money Car broke down, but it's still kind of funny 'Cause we hitched a ride with some hippy guy And barely made it to the show And we sing Like we wrote every word to the whole damn thing Like nothing would ever change, and we danced Like time wasn't really slipping through our hands Made it back alive, made up a good lie But it sure sounded good at the time Oh, yeah We did some wrong, but we did it right But it sure sounded so good at the time You were mine, alright Whoa, well, alright And we sing Like we wrote every word to the whole damn thing Like nothing would ever change, and we danced Like time wasn't really slipping through our hands We swore we'd never say goodbye Sure sounded good at the time Oh, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah It's a melody, on my mind Swore we'd never say goodbye We sing on and on and on (on and on)

Time was once just a clock to me And life was just a book a biography Success was something you just had to be And I would spend myself unknowingly And you know that I could have me a million more friends And all I'd have to lose is my point of view But I had no idea what a good time would cost Till last night when I sat and talked with you. An apple will spoil if it's been abused A candle disappears when its been used A rainbow may follow up a hurricane And I can't leave forever on a train And you know that I'd survive if I never spoke again And all I'd have to lose is my vanity But I had no idea what a good time would cost Till last night when you sat and talked with me. You can smile for the lack of something else to do And no one will laugh and point at you If your tears didn't always make me feel so bad Would you still cry every time that you felt sad? I thought I'd heard and seen enough to get along Till you said something neither of us knew And I had no idea what a good time would cost Till last night when I sat and talked with you.

Ridin' the trail alone, it ain't my style Not even for a country mile Ride Ride On this saddle, my saddle It's a beautiful night The air is right On this saddle, my saddle Saw you standin' there Lookin' so lonely down by the cabin Your long dark hair It drew me in like a fountain Ride, babe Let's ride On this saddle, my saddle It's a beautiful night, babe The air is right, babe On this saddle, my saddle Travelin' together on this ole filly sharin' the stars Souls tied as one, ride any trail: the night is ours Ride Ride On this saddle, my saddle It's a beautiful night, babe The air is right, babe On this saddle, my saddle Ride Ride On this saddle, my saddle It's a beautiful night, babe The wind is right, babe On this saddle, my saddle Ride Ride On this saddle, my saddle It's a beautiful night, babe The wind is right, babe On my saddle, saddle

I'm still drivin' When's this break gon' come? You buy my pickin' With a big ol' timpani drum Stole shelter from the storm The night my cousin's baby was born Some say I'm a wild man Drink too much nectar from the corn Still drivin' When's this break gon' come? You buy my pickin' With a big ol' timpani drum Oh the school, it wasn't for me I earned my stripes a different way I learned to sing harmony And go play out on the stage Still drivin' When's this break gon' come? You buy my pickin' With a big ol' timpani drum I'm still drivin' I'm still drivin' I'm still drivin' I'm still drivin' I'm a-still, I'm a-still, I'm a-still, I'm a-still drivin' Still, still, still, I'm a-still drivin' Still, I'm a-still, I'm a-still, I'm a-still drivin' Still, still, still, I'm a-still drivin'

Country clubbin' Country clubbin' I come from torn jeans, rusty trucks Worn boots, couple bucks Early risin', nine to five Hand to mouth, gettin' by Climbing higher up the ladder Bank account gettin' fatter Little low down Come from nothin' Never woulda thought I'd be country clubbin' Now it's 9-iron, cart girl Get to take her for a whirl Champagne, shuffleboard Red necks on the tennis court Ah-haha (ooh-lah-lah) Schmoozie bougie (ooh-ha-ha) Silver platter, fine cigars They think I'm a superstar First-class, elbow rubbin' Now we're all country clubbin' Throwin' money 'round like it ain't no dadgum thang The pasture party, limousine Parkin' on the putting green Country clubbin' Country clubbin' Chief of staff, look at him Drinkin' like a president Who's the honey on his arm? That's the heir to Lucky Charms Hedge fund, billionaires Doctors, lawyers everywhere Oil money, dynamite Mayor's in the house tonight First-class, elbow rubbin' Now we're all a-country clubbin' Throwin' money 'round like it ain't no dadgum thang Writin' checks, passin' bills Gnawin' on a chicken wing We're goin' country clubbin' We're goin' country clubbin' We're goin' country clubbin' We're goin' country clubbin' We're goin' Never woulda thought I'd be country clubbin' Country clubbin' Country clubbin' Country clubbin' Country clubbin'

Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass, oh hell yeah Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass, oh hell yeah Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass, oh hell yeah Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass The left foot says to the right foot I'm a-thinkin' we should make some moves And the right foot says to the left foot Let's put on them snakeskin boots And the snakeskin boots scoot across that floor Gonna ask some high heels to dance And them high heels all start a-tappin' their toes They're ready for a little romance Cut a rug, cut a rug Cut a rug, cut a rug Don't matter how you do it Just put your soles into it And feel the vibration from above Let that thunder strike your feet Get 'em moving to the beat Everybody break it down and cut a rug Cut a rug, cut a rug Cut a rug, cut a rug Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass, oh hell yeah Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass, oh hell yeah Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass You can tango, twist-and-shout, the cha-cha You can Mow the Lawn and do the Stanky Leg The Moonwalk Sock hop Boogie-woogie Doo-wop Gets a little better every step Cut a rug, cut a rug Cut a rug, cut a rug Don't matter how you do it Just put your soles into it And feel the vibration from above Let that thunder strike your feet Get you moving to the beat Everybody break it down and cut a rug Cut a rug, cut a rug Cut a rug, cut a rug Give your legs just a little more wobble And your hips just a little more shake Get along to the rhythm If you ain't got it then give it Everything you got 'cause that's all it takes To cut a rug, cut a rug Cut a rug, cut a rug It don't matter how you do it Just put your soles into it And feel the vibration from above Let that thunder strike your feet Get you moving to the beat Everybody break it down and cut a rug Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass, oh hell yeah Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass, oh hell yeah Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass, oh hell yeah Pop that shoulder, make it flex Drop that ass, oh hell yeah