it's only Monday afternoon Still there's a party goin' on in my livin' room It's just me and fifth of Beam Swayin' to the sounds of old George Jones
heart's sprung a big break and a stab of loneliness sharp and painful that I may never shake You might say that I was taking it hard since you wrote
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it
did like your sound Say it's good to know there's still A few ol' country boys around [George] From the smoke it's hard to tell What's coming down the
that you poured and didn't drink. But at least you thought you wanted it which is so much more than I can say for me. REFRAIN It's been a good year for
like your sound Say it's good to know there's still A few ol' country boys around [George] From the smoke it's hard to tell What's coming down the line
it pumping You got it all wrong When you wait for the TV to tell you what's going on I thought you're hype on the mic Yeah, they never get it right That
if you accepted or not, knahImeman? These raps stretch out like Yao Ming Took block shots, whose blockin' your goal? It's La, me It's hot, always rollin
Gettin' It On.... All I want to do is get it on..... Wanna do it, wanna do it with you Be gettin it, gettin' it, gettin' it, Be gettin' it, gettin' it