CLASSICS LIVE II

1-BACK IN THE SADDLE

(Tyler, Perry)

(Chorus)

I'm back!

I'm back in the saddle again

I'm back!

I'm back in the saddle again

ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon

I'm lookin' for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon

barkeep gimme a drink, that's when she caught my eye

she turned to give me a wink, that'd make a grown man cry

(Chorus)

come easy, go easy, all right until the rising sun

I'm calling all the shots tonight, I'm like a loaded gun

peelin' off my boots and chaps, I'm saddle sore

four bits gets you time in the racks, I scream for more

fools' gold out of their mines, the girls are soaking wet

no tongue's drier than mine, I'll come when I get back!

(Chorus)

I'm ridin', I'm loadin' up my pistol

I'm ridin', I really got a fistful

I'm ridin', I'm shinin' up my saddle

I'm ridin', this snake is gonna rattle

(Chorus)

ridin' high!(3x)

already! 

2-WALK THIS WAY

(Tyler/Perry)

backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the covers

till I talked to your daddy, he say

he said "you ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin

then you're sure to be a-changin' your ways"

I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder

oh, the times I could reminisce

'cause the best things of lovin' with her sister and her cousin

only started with a little kiss

like this!

seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school

and your feet flyin' up in the air

singin' "hey diddle diddle"

with your kitty in the middle of the swing

like you didn't care

so I took a big chance at the high school dance

with a missy who was ready to play

wasn't me she was foolin'

'cause she knew what she was doin'

and I knowed love was here to stay

when she told me to

walk this way (8x)

just gimme a kiss

like this!

schoolgirl sweetie with a classy kinda sassy

little skirt's climbin' way up the knee

there was three young ladies in the school gym locker

when I noticed they was lookin' at me

I was a high school loser, never made it with a lady

till the boys told me somethin' I missed

then my next door neighbor with a daughter had a favor

so I gave her just a little kiss

like this!

walk this way (8x)

just gimme a kiss

like this!

3-MOVIN' OUT

(Tyler/Perry)

we all live on the edge of town

where we all live ain't a soul around

people start a-comin', all we do is just a-grin

said we gotta move out cause the city's movin' in

I said we gotta move out cause the city's movin' in

tell me who ya know, and I'll tell ya who too

go see my friend and he'll set you free

tell me what you need and maybe I can go too

no one knows the way but maybe me

nobody goes there, nobody shows where

nobody knows where you can find me

good morning glory, halleluh to ya

what is the story and what's been goin' through ya?

livin' like a king off the fat of the land

workin' like a dog in a rock n' roll band

we're movin' -- we're gettin' out

we're movin' -- without a doubt

we're movin' -- we're goin' far

we're movin' -- oh yes we are

chorus

level with God and you're in tune with the universe

talk with yourself and you'll hear what you wanna know

gotta rise above cause below it's only gettin' worse

life in time will take you where you wanna go, 

where you wanna go, x's a bunch

baby catch ya round, I don't know where I'm goin'

4-DRAW THE LINE

(Tyler/Perry)

checkmate honey, beat ya at your own damn game

no dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane

feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain

oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind

where to draw the line

an Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor

she was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store

she'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me

oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time

nowhere to draw the line

hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs

oh, you told Carrie, and promised her you wouldn't be long

heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime

no dice honey, you're the salt, you're the queen of the brine

checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose

where to draw the line

checkmate, don't be late

take another pull

that's right 

impossible

when you got to be yourself

you're the boss, the toss

the price, the dice

grab yourself a slice

nowhere to draw the line

5-SAME OLD SONG AND DANCE

(Tyler/Perry)

get yourself cooler, lay yourself low

coincidental murder, with nothing to show

with the judge, constipation will go to his head 

and his wife's aggravation, you're soon enough dead

it's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend (2x)

shady lookin' loser, you played with my gun 

no smoothy face laywer to getcha undone

say love ain't the same on the south side of town

you could look, but you ain't gonna find it around

it's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend

it's the same old story, same old story same old song and dance

fate comes a-knockin', doors start lockin'

your old time connection, change your direction

ain't gonna change it, can't rearrange it

can't stand the pain when it's all the same to you, my friend

when you're low down and dirty, from walkin' the street

with your old hurdy-gurdy, no one to meet

say love ain't the same, on the south side of town

you could look, but you ain't gonna find it around

6-LAST CHILD

(Tyler, Whitford)

take me back to a south Tallahassee 

down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy 

can't stand up on my feet in the city 

got to get back to the real nitty gritty 

yes sir, No sir 

don't come close to my 

home sweet home 

can't catch no dose 

of my hot tail poon-tang sweatheart 

sweathog ready to make a silk purse 

from a J Paul Getty and his ear 

with a face in a beer 

home Sweet Home 

get out in the field, 

put the mule in the stable 

ma, she's A cookin' 

put the eats on the table 

hate's in the City and My love's in the meadow 

hand's on the plow and my feets in the ghetto 

stand up, sit down 

don't do nothin'

ain't no good when boss man's stuffin' 

down their throats with paper notes 

as babies cry 

when you're rockin' the street 

home Sweet Home

mamma take me home sweet home 

I was the last Child, just a punk in the street.

7-LET THE MUSIC DO THE TALKING

(Perry)

rock-a-bye baby if you want to dance

grab yourself a body and take a chance

they say one time around is all you get

but I'm still dancin' so you lost your bet

I got a hardcore mama with a hot hoochie coo

make my wheels start spinnin' like a formula 2

I got one for the money

two for the show

three for my honey

and four to let you know that I

let the music do the talking (4x)

cheese cake maybe if I take another bite

I'm a real fat city I'm an aero delight

threw out my pipe and my alcoline

got a squeaky clean body and a dirty mind

I'm a real fine dancer I'll be cutting rug

got my brand new baby she's my brand new drug

8-TOYS IN THE ATTIC

(Tyler/Perry)

in the attic

lights

voices scream

nothin' seen

real's the dream

leaving the things that are real behind

leaving the things that you love from mind

all of the things that you learned from fears

nothin' is left for the years

repeat chorus

toys, toys, toys