I fall to piecesIt's time I see you againAnd I miss all our secretsSo tell me how you beenLuke Casey, the boobs, checkYou can hear when I'm stillBought a Chevy and painted it redMoney long, it can't fit in the bedIt don't matter what nobody saysCountry boy to the day that I'm deadIf you want smoke, I'm the Marlboro manCut it out for it, get outta hereThis ain't Calabasas, we don't need highwaysWe can take back roadsNever been ridin', babySteppin' that stirrup, hop on my saddleSnag on my feet, they rattleIn the bag, only thing getting lassyAnd I'm still goin' up like a ladderAnd I'm still in the field like cattleCadillac back on the roadWe takin' 144Just say what you need from the storePut some grits on the stoveChiffon cornbread, booty corn fedBody rolls at the rodeo, I'm comin' homeRidin' throughJust to put my eyes on youYou are the superstarEverybody's drivin' on new carsTurn a bad night to a good timeOn a trail ride to the ZydecoI'm comin' homeI'm comin' homeI'm comin' homeWe've come a long way from the rough ridesFrom the railroads to the rodeoSweet country homeThis for money, this for moneySnap Snap SnapShe goneI've been cowboyFor the sweet moneySo, come with meTo your lifeYou'll stick to meAll nightAll nightFlowin' and flyin'Stuck in me all nightHoney, hey, heyHoney, yeah, yeahTastes like honey, yeahIt's like honey, ay, ayBucky, bucky, buckyWow, bucky, buckyBuckin' like a mechanical bullBucky, bucky, buckyWow, bucky, buckyA good night, flow, money is fullLook at that horse, look at that horse, look at that horsePretty as hell, all natural, down there on barsBucky, bucky, whoaBucky, bucky, a good night, whoaYour patience is thinYour hormones is right at the rimIt was just goin' inBucky, do it againA-O-T-Y, I ain't wearin'I ain't stuntin' by themPut that *** on the chinCome back and *** up the penSay the things that I know will offendWith that *** that I know, start a trendTake the boot, got it off with a spinAin't no tie, feel the wind on my skinOoh, ooh, oohSnakes on the jamThey hissin', don't listen to themThey bite every once and againBut they get stumped on when weBuckin', buckin', buckin'Buckin', buckin', buckin'Like a mechanical bullBuckin', buckin', buckin'Whoa, buckin', buckin'A good night floor, the money is fullLook at that horse, look at that horseLook at that horse, look at that horsePretty as hell, all natural, down there on barsBucky, whoaBucky, buckyBo-bo-bo-bo-bo-boThey yankin' your chainPromisin' things that they can'tYou the man in the bankIs you is or you are?Hit the runway, I'm latePop off my pictures to tapeIt's in my DNALook at my mama, it's a traitSay the things that I know will offendWith that *** that I know, start a trendTake the boot, got it off with a spinAin't no tie, feel the wind on my skinOoh, ooh, oohBuckin', whoaBuckin', buckin', buckin'Like a mechanical bullU, B, BOh, soprattuttoLike a mechanical bullA little lowerThink like I got no.Um, uh, y, uh, I'd like a keyPow, pow, powYam Terminal DJI'm embarrassed