The One I Loved Back Then (The Corvette Song) - George Jones

I've been on the road so long The straight-and-narrow I've been on Is crooked as this smile that I fake And I need you like I need a drink Or a cigarette and some time to think About the choices that you and me make And I feel lonely And I'm so sorry And I remember the morning of Christmas Day I was still drunk and you were so afraid To end up with someone like me And then it all seemed to fall apart In a foreign land, ridin' in your car As you sang, "I still don't know what love means" And man, that hurt me Just like I hurt you And I have done some thinking and changing along the way And I wish that you could just see who I am today I know I'm a damn good man I know you did the best you can With the one I was then I never wanted all of this But oil and water, they never mix Until you light a match and turn it to a flame And there won't be another time around I had my chance and I shot it down Just a bird and a rifle to blame Man, I hate that song I play it all night long And I have been thinking and changing along the way And I wish that you could just see who I am today I know I'm a damn good man I know you did the best you can With the one I was then And I've learned from my mistakes The next one won't be afraid Of the one I was then

I didn't know what you meant back then But now I know that you just wanted to be friends I didn't know what you meant back then But now I know that you just wanted to be friends I know I'm young and I ain't that wise But those pretty eyes just tell me lies Make a rainy day on a cloudy sky And you act this way but I don't know why Been in your corner, I stood by your side Now I can't even get any replies Don't even act like I didn't go try The friendship we had was one of a kind I'm stuck in my head like how did it start You musta done pulled out my heart Decided to rip it and pick it apart Then find a new one and restart Nowadays though you're making me think Nowadays I've been driven to drink Now I know better to keep my eyes wide Cuz these people just tend to leave me in a blink I didn't know what you meant back then But now I know that you just wanted to be friends I didn't know what you meant back then But now I know that you just wanted to be friends The lies you told To friends I made It was so cold I feel betrayed Don't want to think About those days You broke my heart And ran away I felt the shame I hid my face I'm tangled in Your toxic ways The way you talked Like every day I knew I should Just walk away I didn't know what you meant back then But now I know that you just wanted to be friends I didn't know what you meant back then But now I know that you just wanted to be friends I didn't know what you meant back then But now I know that you just wanted to be friends Now I know better For trusting you ever You weren't that clever Acted just for pleasure I didn't know what you meant back then But now I know that you just wanted to be friends Wanted to be friends I didn't know what you meant back then But now I know that you just wanted to be friends I didn't know what you meant back then But now I know that you just wanted to be friends (Ow!)

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)