I was so drunk last night I fell down and missed the floor.
I take the juice of two bottles of whisky.
Brother, you can't go to jail for what you're thinking, or that look in your eye, just standing on the corner watching all the girls go by.
Return to me, for my heart wants you only. Hurry home, hurry home, won't you please hurry home to my heart.
Your love made it all worth waiting for some like you.
We try to find chemistry; we don't do a lot of situational baseball.