Dangerous Man lyrics

Ohhh Yeah.
We could have a dangerous situation here.

Usually i'm level headed, Ain't to excitable
Keep it on the slow and steady.
Mr. Dependable.
Always had the same job, the same look, the same friends.
That's the way it's gonna stay, that's the way it's always been.

I never knew I had another side.
But girl, with you I'm Jekyl and Hyde.

Chorus:

Alright

Everyone knows Im the hardworkin peace lovin type
Id walk a thousand miles outta my way just to keep from fight
Poke fun at the way that I talk or this hat that I wear
You can say what you want about me see if I care

But one slip of the tongue bout my God or my Momma
Or this flag that I wear on my shirt
Youll see a side of me man that I dont think you wanna

If you're tellin me I'm not on fire
You're just preachin to the chior
I've gotten dull as old barb wire from living
Last night I watched the evening news
It was the same old same nothing new
It should have cut me right in two, but it didn't
I don't know why it didn't

Chorus 1-
But I wanna feel somethin
Somethin thats real
Somethin that moves me, that proves to me I'm still alive

"This is for all you sophisticated ladies out there."

She grew up in the city in a little subdivision.
Her daddy wore a tie, mama never fried a chicken.
Ballet, straight A's, most likely to succeed.
They bought her a car after graduation.
Sent her down south for some higher education.
Put her on the fast track to a law degree.
Now she's comin' home to visit holdin' the hand

Northern dolls so pretty-please
Dot their i's 'n cross their t's
Black skirt high-heels show you no pity
Sunshine smile Pacific gals
Got the DNA mojo know-how
And yes man they can make you so dizzy

Made out of heaven's grand design
Is right there across that Mason-Dixon line
Georgia girls get you jumpin'
Bama belles set hearts pumpin'
Tex-Arkana babes are something

Take me out to the ballgame!

Hey!
Swing batter batter swing batter batter swing batter batter swing x2
Yeah

Strike One: "Hey baby do you come here often?"
Strike Two: "Hey baby now what's your sign?"
Strike Three: "Hold on, now where ya goin?" - He is out!
Jimmy's out, next in line...

Swing batter batter swing batter batter swing batter batter swing x2
Yeah

Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes
Here she comes
Left left left right left
Whoo

Husslers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all

I wanna tell you that I'm sorry
I wanna say that I was wrong
I wanna tell you that this circus
That we been living in
Ain't where we belong
It's like the Grand Canyon
And we're out here on the edge
But we're still standin'
Baby we haven't fallen yet

I don't wanna talk anymore tonight
Fallin' through the trap
Of who's wrong and who's right
It's easy to see

Alright
Take a trip from here

Bogalusa, Baton Rouge,
New Orleans, Picayune,
Boloxi, Pascagoula,
Mobile Bay,Big full moon
Diesel up just north of Destin
Headed cross to Jacksonville
Love to see the world come at me
Through the bugs
On a big windshield
Yeah, that's right

Tear it down in Raleigh-Durham
Haven't got an hour to lose
Head up to the coast to Virginia

They say that smokin' ain't allowed in here
But I don't care
Try to sneak you some
Saw your buddies at the barber shop
And they sure fight a lot
Just like they've always done
You look at me
Like you don't know who I am
But that's alright
Cause I know who you are

You're the stubborn one
My great-granddaddy's son
The one who drank his whiskey from a coffee cup

Ain't no whiskey in this glass
Try not to smoke too many cigarettes
I stay away from Mary Jane
These are my choices

Ain't gonna judge you if you do
So don't you judge me if I don't
I got my reasons, my demons and my past
But hey the truth is
Yeah the truth is

I get high
Drivin' down the freeway
Just knowin' that it's Saturday
And I got no place to be
I get high

Ain't no ride like a 65 Mustang
Ain't no cool like James Dean cool
Ain't no man alive tough as ol' John Wayne
And ain't no woman like you

Ain't no rose like the yellow rose of Texas
Ain't no freedom like the last day of school
Ain't no whiskey like Tennessee Whiskey
And there ain't no woman like you

I ain't been around the world
But I've been around the block

I grew up in a town where tough was a cigarette
And a souped up car on a county road
Nothin' much to do back then
So we'd make bets
On how much drink a guy could hold
And I held my own
Learn to hold my own

Daddy works some dead-end job at the concrete plant
Mama taught the Sunday bible class
For eighteen years I remember thinkin'
There was more to life than that