Steve Quit the Band - Rotisserie Chicken

My mama She done told me Soon you be a man And when you find your own woman You got to love her the best that you can Well, if you give your love to somebody Make sure they don't use you up And if you get your love in return Make sure you fill the lovin' cup Oh, yeah Uh-huh La-de-ay Well, I'm goin' to the country Mama, don't you want to go The sun's gonna shine in our back door I know Mama She done told me Lord, you gonna be a man And when you find your own woman Gotta hold to her the best that you can I'm goin' to the country Baby don't you want to go The sun's gonna shine in our back door And I know To fill the lovin' cup Fill the lovin' cup Fill the lovin' cup Oh, yeah yeah yeah

Steve Miller Band Best Of 1968-1973 Living In The U.s.a. Stand back, stand back Stand back, stand back Stand back, stand back Stand back, stand back Doot do do do do doot doot Living in the U.S.A. Doot do do do do doot doot Living in the U.S.A. Where are you goin' to What are you gonna do Do you think that it will be easy Do you think that it will be pleasin', hey Stand back, what'd you say Stand back, I won't pay Stand back, I'd rather play Stand back It's my freedom Ah, don't worry 'bout me, babe I got to be free, babe Hey Doot do do do do doot doot Living in the U.S.A. Doot do do do do doot doot Living in the U.S.A. Stand back, dietician Stand back, television Stand back, politician Stand back, mortician Oh, we got to get away Living in the U.S.A. Come on baby, Owwww I see a yellow man, a brown man A white man, a red man Lookin' for Uncle Sam To give you a helpin' hand But everybody's kickin' sand Even politicians We're living in a plastic land Somebody give me a hand, yeah Oh, we're gonna make it, baby Oh, we're going to shake it, baby Oh, don't break it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Come on baby, hey Hey, hey In the U.S.A., babe yeah Doot do do do do doot doot Living in the U.S.A. Don't worry 'bout me, babe Doot do do do do doot doot Living in the U.S.A. Living in the U.S.A. Doot do do do do doot doot Living in the U.S.A. I got to be free Doot do do do do doot doot Living in the U.S.A. Come on try it, you can buy it, you can leave it next week, yeah Somebody give me a cheeseburger

I've got the key to the highway I am bound to go I'm gonna roam this highway Till my dying day When the moon peeks over the mountain Honey, I'll be on my way I'm gonna roam this highway Till my dying day Give me one more, one more kiss mama Just before I go Cause when I leave here, baby I won't be back, no I won't be back anymore Mmmm, to the highway Oh, Lord, I'm out and bound to go I'm gonna leave here running Cause walking's much too slow