I've lived my life like a one way ticket
Not knowin'
Ain't no crime sittin' at the bar
Sippin' on a cold
I looked for trouble and I found it son
Straight down
Black smoke rolling from my old rambler
I pulled into Joe's
Skippin' school when I was a senior
My brother's I.D. and
You say you wanna let me go
Well theres on thing
I like blue eyes, hers are green
Not like the
Jimmy was waitin' on Shelby Jean
In the parking lot at
If I seem like a little too much to handle
If
Life may not always go your way
And every once