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of chicks
Give me heebie-jeebies
By how far shes willing to go
Baby you freaky
It's friday
Im in control
We do this My Way
Ush
We can hit the road
We hit

awaits

Have you ever had a thought so beautiful and pure
That you forget who it's even for
No long lost lovers, just flowers by the road side
I know we

On a road filled with hate
Same road fueled by rumors
On the road to the Greats
On my road to the Legends
Tires squishing the snakes
The whole road is built

Six by nines through theses door panels
Make a bunch of noise
I'm mobbin' on these back
Streets and city blocks
Middle finger every cop
Chevy block

I'm just a outsider, inside, outlinin' thing's I'm surrounded by
This time the outcome is insight to how some live life
The shoe doesn't fit me

For stopping her car in the middle of the road
And the tractor trailer behind her, and the van behind it
Whisking a turtle off the road
Thank you god

(To you)

I'll follow you down any road no matter where it goes
It's the middle of the summer and I think that you should know
That I really want you

again one by 
1,2,3,4,5

Im a lost boy 
in the middle of a road with no way through
A lot of ways to cross the ocean but theres no use
no clue, of how

something good for no one 
Going nowhere down the middle of the road 
Spending like it's money 
Going broke because it's funny 
I'm laughing at me, I should

I'm the motherfuckin' one nigga, middle child
I'm a motherfuckin' don nigga, yeah
Lonely stoner, smoke away and think
Pour me a cup, I think I need

the snow, fallen branches guide me home
And the Underground's not running 'cause the ice has taken hold
So I'm walking down the middle of a road all alone

Intro

Big Rube

Fled

1996

The goal is for all grown-ups to be sat upon by true kings

All pretenders must fall into the phantoms of they own character fall, 
But as long as we

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Bible by the bed, double barrel by the door
Chickens on the rooftop, hickory on the floor, oh-oh
Down a little dirt

Turn Dues to Fours
Turn Bricks Into Roads
All Of Niggas
All Of Hoes

All Of Niigas
They Go By My Bros
All My Hoes
They Go By My Hoes
You Order Up A Dues

there in the middle of the night
Sunshine or twilight I'm by your side
Falling from the sky
Or you're tumbling to the ground
Or your thoughts are just too

Me and my crew, we're the wickedest ting
New talk on road, the wickedest ting
The weed that we smoke, the wickedest ting
Gal dem know it's,

Barefoot Blue Jean Night

Jake Owen

Barefoot Blue Jean Night

2011

A full moon shinin' bright
Edge of the water, we were feelin' alright
Back down a country road
The girls are always hot, and the beer is ice cold

So many dead ends, but I still commence
I'm on this middle road
Been living on the fence
I gotta get up, coz I been on the bench
Another spring fling

Intro

Big Rube

Kinfolk

2006

The goal is for all grown-ups to be sat upon by true kings

All pretenders must fall into the phantoms of they own character fall, 
But as long as we

left-right-left, right-left-right
All of a sudden, she stops in the middle
Frozen in place by a pair of headlights

It's anyone's guess what then happened next

Everyone thinks it's the liver
Witnesses see the legs are first to go
Hence we found you buckled
In the middle of that road
Oh you claimed the cause

Backyard, half-chared ribs on a rack 
Back-road running, getting dirty on the track
Backwoods gunnin', hittin' birdies by the pack 
Everywhere we go, we go

After a few weeks on the bus
Being porked by Toad-O's road crew
And being too exhausted to do their
Laundry on a regular basis
MARY is dumped in

on the road on the chase for the money game

Guided by these rules that we've created in society
If you ain't got status then you'll need the popularity
Money