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Testo Up To No Good Livin'
Testo Up To No Good Livin'
Wish I could come home from work
And I'd have a drink...
I'm tired of her...
...reason why she's...
...the fact that she...
Can't count all the times that I've...
Just let the past be the past
I used to drink like a fish and hunt like a dog
Without a whole lotta shit not committed by law
People called me the Picasso of painting the town
I've finally grown up
I've finally changed from that someone I was
To somebody I am
But she finds it hard to believe that she's turned me around
So I'd proudly die before I give up my
Up to no good livin' now
...her flowers...
I just kept making things worse
I haven't been...
To give her the things she deserves
I used to drink like a fish and hunt like a dog
Without a whole lotta shit not committed by law
People called me the Picasso of painting the town
I've finally grown up
I've finally changed from that someone I was
To somebody I am
But she finds it hard to believe that she's turned me around
So I'd proudly die before I give up my
Up to no good livin' now
I used to curse like a sailor and hunt like
..
But I didn't think back then I'd have to pay for it now
So I'd proudly die before I give up my
Up to no good livin' now
Yeah, I'd have to die before I give up my
Up to no good livin' now
And I'd have a drink...
I'm tired of her...
...reason why she's...
...the fact that she...
Can't count all the times that I've...
Just let the past be the past
I used to drink like a fish and hunt like a dog
Without a whole lotta shit not committed by law
People called me the Picasso of painting the town
I've finally grown up
I've finally changed from that someone I was
To somebody I am
But she finds it hard to believe that she's turned me around
So I'd proudly die before I give up my
Up to no good livin' now
...her flowers...
I just kept making things worse
I haven't been...
To give her the things she deserves
I used to drink like a fish and hunt like a dog
Without a whole lotta shit not committed by law
People called me the Picasso of painting the town
I've finally grown up
I've finally changed from that someone I was
To somebody I am
But she finds it hard to believe that she's turned me around
So I'd proudly die before I give up my
Up to no good livin' now
I used to curse like a sailor and hunt like
..
But I didn't think back then I'd have to pay for it now
So I'd proudly die before I give up my
Up to no good livin' now
Yeah, I'd have to die before I give up my
Up to no good livin' now
- Joy Of My Life
- Tennessee Whiskey
- Starting Over
- It Takes A Woman
- When I'm With You
- I Was Wrong
- Fire Away
- When The Stars Come Out
- Either Way
- Cold
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