I've been through hell and half of Louisiana Lookin' for a man like you I know you could have any woman you want And I know you've had a few I know I've got some stiff competition They ain't got nothin' on me 'Cause I've got something that you've been missin' I practice what I preach Chorus: 'Cause I wanna be your lover I wanna be your friend And I wanna be your full-time woman Closer than your kin I wanna be your satisfaction Be your number one And just when you think I can't love you any better Well, I have just begun 'Cause there's more where that came from There's more where that came from And I want your clothes in my closet My name on your mail And I want my love to be your faucet Drinkin' from an endless well I want your kids to call me Mama I want you to call me Hun I wanna be the one you love and honor When it's all been said and done Chorus: 'Cause I wanna be your lover I wanna be your friend And I wanna be your full-time woman Closer than your kin I wanna be your satisfaction Be your number one And just when you think I can't love you any better Well, I have just begun 'Cause there's more where that came from That's right, there's more where that came from 2nd Chorus: Oh, I wanna be your lover I wanna be your friend I wanna be your full-time woman I'm gonna get under your skin 'Cause I wanna be your satisfaction Be your number one And just when you think I can't love you any better Well, I have just begun There's more where that came from That's right, there's more where that came from Tag: Yes, I wanna be your full-time woman I wanna be that, I wanna be that Oh, I wanna be your lover, lover, lover I wanna be that, I wanna be that And I wanna be your satisfaction I wanna be that, I wanna be that

I'm true to the game, and fuck all that playin' You see where I came from Got that dope in my hand, they try to jump out the van You know where I came from That 30-round clip, fuck all that playin' You know where I came from Chevy Impallas and Regals, Man 23 bricks in a speaker, Man You know where I came from The Feds picked a couple niggas up Now, we duckin' them Feds now It's hard to come by some Activis Now we drinkin' that red now Cocaine all on my scale now Molly, that molly, my scale now I been gettin' at it since juvenile I used to trap out my Grandma's house We get it poppin' on any corner Pourin' the lean like it's straight na I got the shit that the gutter feel I got them pills make your brother kill I done fucked 'round and took two of them Gotta serve it at the house where your little one at I serve my Auntie that water Shit, I serve my Momma some water Cutlass and Regal the color And 'rari, that Benz, diablo I pull up in a Diablo Money that mucho de nacho Blood shot, eyes red A couple guns, Iraq Got a pretty yella thing that I bang on the South Side of Chiraq Got a pint of syrup and I pass it I was re'in up with that plastic Hundred round drum, I'm Bin Laden Nigga, ridin' 'round in these Bally's I fuck 'em up and I jugg in 'em I fuck with these niggas to a minimum I walkin' a check and I talk a check

Chances are I took the wrong turn Every time I had a turn to take And I guess I broke my own heart Every chance I had a heart to break And it seems I spent my whole life Wishin' on the same unlucky star And as I watched you 'cross the bar room I wonder what my chances are Well, I know you've been around And you've seen what you needed to see And at night when you're dreamin' You're probably not dreamin' 'bout me Oh, it's safe to say I've stumbled But I've managed to make it through this fall As I take one step and then another I wonder what my chances are I have watched the world go by, hand in hand And wondered why I'm still so alone Could I lay down my foolish pride And maybe finally find my heart a home The band has started playing A simple songs I used to know And I take your hand and walk you out Danced through the rhythm way down low Every heart has got a story Mine just has few more scars But they could heal if you will hold me And tell me what my chances are Well, it could heal if you will hold me And tell me what my chances are

I ain't a-lookin' for a smart guy school guy Some proud in-crowd decked-out necktie I need a man who can tame a wild mustang Knows the difference 'tween love and a lust thang Somebody who looks a whole lot like you Buckaroo Ain't interested in a yes 'mam yes man I'll pass on the politically correct man I'm set on fencin' in a desperado Takes my breath away like Colorado Who ain't afraid to walk a mile in my boots Buckaroo Heaven knows what I might do If I had me a cowboy like you Buckaroo Don't have to wow me like a long beard Shakespeare Just talk plain talk right here in my ear If you aspire to sophistication I'll tell you now you're in the wrong location Get out of here before this country girl gets to you But, if you like sunset on the painted desert The Lone Ranger and spaghetti westerns I'll tell you right now I'm the one for you Buckaroo

When I look back, boy, I must have been green Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream Looking for an answer, trying to find a sign Until I saw your city lights, honey, I was blind They said, get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways And, oh, the change is gonna do me good You better get back, honky cat Living in the city ain't where it's at It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine It's like trying to drink whiskey from a bottle of wine Well, I read some books, and I read some magazines About those high-class ladies down in New Orleans And all the folks back home, well, said I was a fool They said, oh, believe in the Lord is the golden rule They said, get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways And, ooh ooh ooh change is gonna do me good They said, get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways And, ooh ooh ooh change is gonna do me good They said, stay at home, boy, you gotta tend the farm Living in the city, boy, is going to break your heart But how can you stay when your heart says no? How can you stop when your feet say go? You better get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways And, ooh ooh ooh change is gonna do me good You better get back, honky cat Living in the city ain't where it's at It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine It's like trying to drink whiskey Oh, from a bottle of wine Get back, honky cat Get back, honky cat Get back, whoo You better Get back, honky cat Get back, honky cat Get back, whoo

Morning cup of coffee Not a single word And if you do, say something It's only about war Every time I ask you You just say we're good Either I'm a fool for asking Or you belong in Hollywood Five o'clock martinis Watch the sun go down (Sun go down) Eyes in crystal glasses That's the only sense I say you, let's get away You just smile and say we should Well either I'm a fool for asking Or you belong in Hollywood Like a silver screen It's a technical dream We pretend it's real But it's only make-believe Lying in our bed In the middle of back to We say, goodnight, I love you We never miss our cue I ask you, if you mean it (You mean it) You say, yes, I knew you Well either I'm a fool for asking Or you belong in Hollywood Either I'm a fool for asking Or you belong in Hollywood