I should'a known better, should'a seen right through Over and over falling in love with you Wanting you for myself, my first mistake Finding out the hard way was all that I could take You were just using someone And I was the one She said, "You just got lucky", I believed your deadly lies You just got lucky, I've been hypnotized She said, "You just got lucky", I believed your deadly lies You just got lucky, you're a Devil in disguise Don't wanna hear no lies, no apologies Imagination gets the best of me I'm looking everywhere still I see your face I'll never forget you, you put me in my place You were just using someone And I was the one She said, "You just got lucky", I believed your deadly lies You just got lucky, I've been hypnotized She said, "You just got lucky", I believed your deadly lies You just got lucky, you're a Devil in disguise Now that is over and I've seen right through Not looking back again, I'll start anew Was making love to you such a wasted time Maybe I love you still I'll get you off my mind You were just using someone And I was the one She said, "You just got lucky", I believed your deadly lies You just got lucky, I've been hypnotized She said, "You just got lucky", I was taken by surprise You just got lucky, you're a Devil in disguise You just got lucky You just got lucky Yeah oh yeah yeah

I just got paid today Got me a pocket full of change Said, I just got paid today Got me a pocket full of change If you believe like workin' hard all day Just step in my shoes and take my pay I was born my papa's son When I hit the ground I was on the run I had one glad hand and the other behind You can have yours, just give me mine When the hound dog barkin' in the black of the night Stick my hand in my pocket, everything's all right I just got paid today Got me a pocket full of change Said, black sheep, black, do you got some wool? Yes, I do, man, my bag is full It's the root of evil and you know the rest But it's way ahead of what's second best

Thank god it's friday night And I just-just-just-just-just... Got paid! Get money, money, money, money (Oh) Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money (Oh yeah) Get money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money (Oh, oh, oh) Get money, money, money, money (Let's get this party started. Oh!) Aha (Yeah! Oh!) Just got paid, Friday night Party hoppin', feelin' right Booties shakin', all around Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down Check the mirror, lookin' fly Round up the posse Jump in my ride Radio rockin', hottest jams Feel the rhythm, pump up the sound Feelin' so good, Don't you know I'm just groovin' to the beat Groovin', yeah, groovin', oh, oh, oh, ohhhh! Just got paid, Friday night Party hoppin', feelin' right (Oh) Booties shakin', all around (Oh, oh) Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down (Oh, oh!) Ya people say my solo is impossible But when I get up on the mic, yo, I'm unstoppable And it's probable when ya hear our voices laid down You'll be boppin' your head to this real tight sound Now I know ya thought that ya had me played (played) The check is in the mail I got made (made) And if you'll notice my smile is like Kool-Aid 'Cause I just (just) got (got) paid (paid) Uh On the floor, rockin' to the beat (rockin' to the beat) Always (right), sure looks sweet Fine young lady (you look fine tonight), standin' by Come on baby, sweet eye delight I love the way that you move See you look so sweet, when you're movin' to the beat I'm tired of all these boring parties, baby Why don't we get on down, let's get on down! Just got paid, Friday night Party hoppin', feelin' right Booties shakin', all around Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down Just got paid, Friday night Party hoppin', feelin' right Booties shakin', all around Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down Say "Ho!" Say "Ho" Say "Ho ho!" Say "Ho ho" Say "Ho ho ho!" Say "Ho" Oh! Just got paid, Friday night Party hoppin', feelin' right Booties shakin', all around Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down Just got paid, Friday night Party hoppin', feelin' right Booties shakin', all around Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down I'm gettin' down Oh! I'm gettin' down down I'm gettin' down down Down! Yeah, yeah Eh, I'm broke

Losing in front of your home crowd You wished the ground would open up And take you down And will time never pass Will time Never pass For us Your weary wife is walking away Your nephew is true Well, he thinks the world of you And I have to close my eyes Losing in front of your home town The crowd call your name They love you All the same The sound, the smell, and the spray You will take them all away And they'll stay till the grave Your weary wife is walking away Your nephew is true Well, he thinks the world of you And I have to close my eyes Losing in your home town Hell is the bell That will not ring again You will return one day Oh, because of all the things That you see When your eyes close. Your weary wife walking away Your nephew is true, He still thinks the world of you And I have to dry my eyes.

Say man you heard about this boxer style? Well listen up I think it's worth your while. Just shake your knees and plant your feet and you'll be doing the boxerbeat. Just keep the devil in hell just keep the trains on the rail. Just keep the stars in the sky and keep the money for fale. Just let the croppled ones wal: and let the silent ones talk Just make the blind so they see and the sad ones happy. And you'll be doing the boxerbeat. And youll be doing the boxerbeat boxerbeat. And you'll be doing the boxerbeat boxerbeat boxerbeat. Just let the critic's critique and let the top secrets leak lust make the lazy ones work and let the power unleash. Just keep your feet on the loose and keep your neck from the noose Just keep your eye on the ball and keep your feet in your boots. And you'll be doing the boxerbeat. . . . Just keep the devil in hell just keep the trains on the rail And you'll be doing the boxerbeat. And you'll be doing the boxerbeat. And you'll be doing the boxerbeat. Do the boxerbeat.

From the red dust north of Dalmore Downs Sharman's tents roll into town Twelve will face the auctioneer Sharman's boxers stand their ground Their days are darker than your nights But they won't be the first to fall Children broken from their dreams But they won't be the first to fall Fighting in the spotlight Eyes turn blacker than their skin For Jimmy Sharman's boxers It's no better if you win Standing in the darkness Lined up waiting for the bell The days are wasted drinking At the first and last hotel Why are we fighting for this? Why are you paying for this? You pay to see me fall Like shrapnel to the floor What is the reason for this? There is a reason for this? What is the reason They keeping coming back for more? The blows now bring him to his knees But still the crowd calls out for more, for more The drums are burning in his ears The man keeps counting out the score This is the place of first and last hotel This is the place of first and last hotel Stand on your face of first and last hotel Not in the race of first and last hotel Fighting in the spotlight Eyes turn blacker than their skin For Jimmy Sharman's boxers It's no better if you win Standing in the darkness Lined up waiting for the bell The days are wasted drinking At the first and last hotel Why are we fighting for this? Why are you paying for this? You pay to see me fall Like shrapnel to the floor What is the reason for this? There is a reason for this? What is the reason They keeping coming back for more? Why are we fighting? Why are you paying? Why why why why? Why are we fighting? Why are we fighting? What is the reason They keeping coming back for more?