Wholesale love, girl Wholesale love, girl Wholesale love, girl The way you used to call my name You make it sound sweet and plain The way you kiss and
Train number one is gone Train number two is gone Train number three is been gone Now how long must I wait for you? All right Time I laid my handkerchief
Prijevod: Miles, Buddy. Ih promjena.
Prijevod: Miles, Buddy. Bacila Je Sve Niz Rijeku.
buddy down And dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down Half a mile from Tucson, by the morning light One man gone and another to go My old buddy
the front end hittin speed bumps 40 miles per hour I'm out at Howard, next to Baltimore Takin' change out the fountains at shoppin' malls Rats can only afford chuck-e-cheese The blood in my jeans is tough like Buddy
but they just want to know your name Driving in to Darlington City Got a union connection with an uncle of Wayne's We drove 800 miles without seeing
sound language Sell a crack rock, steal a laptop Jack for a key and sell that bitch for half off Rollin' with my comrades Buddy and we all blast, everybody
highway signs (Ninety mile an hour toward the county line) Oh, quick sack, twelve pack, back again It's a B double, E double R U N My buddies and their
Upshur County's drier than an empty bottle Since the Mormon's come to town And to run out of beer means a run to Gladewater Highway 79 thirty miles on
down when they're smolderin' hot I'm the fireman, that's my name Last night they had a bad one A mile or two down the road Well, my buddy walked out
And as I rounded the corner, oh, I got one the heck of a shock 18-wheeler were lined up for three city blocks I guess every driver for miles around
My dove, my dogg, my love, my rock My love for you, my love don't stop My life, my dream, my wife, my queen My essence, my coach, my playa, my team My buddy
the window with half of that store Everybody stopped and roared here comes Bigtime Lemme grab me a bottle when I bit off a tap cause I'm bigtime I do a 90 miles
We share the slide Gabby and Miles: When we play hide and seek Miles: I go seek Gabby: And I go hide But I always let you find me Miles: That's true
Straight from 12th grade into junior college Buddy, buddy, buddy, I passed my exam They?re making me a law enforcement person Got me a gun and a badge
store is just a mile He leaves the motor runnin', he'll only be a minute His car drives away with teenagers in it The driver tells his buddies got one
