My life is over
My life is over I know
Pull the car over, fire the chauffeur, hit the road
Shoot up and fall down, rip my ball gown on the way
Stone crowds spit so loud yeah those folks are so proud I lost my name
Ay ay ay ay
Lonestar
Ay ay ay ay
Lonestar
Ay ay ay ay
If I'm not mistaken
All this back-breaking's done its toll
Left business suits shakin'
But oh what a statement to sell my soul
Poor fuck is crazy
Blood so lazy runs to clot
But go ahead and praise me
'Cause my mommy raised me in a parking lot
Ay ay ay ay
Lonestar
Ay ay ay ay
Lonestar
Ay ay ay a-hey!
And it's alright
Lonestar
And it's alright
Lonestar
And it's alright
Lonestar
And it's alright
Ah