Martin Sexton I'm Here
I’m the kind of back seat driver
Like to drive you crazy
All the way from Abelene to Nebraska baby
So all the corn in Kansas
Couldn’t ever curb my cravin
For something sweet and new
Is there someone following you
Step on the gas and
Mange another blast of candy
Twin Bing wrappers in the back seat
Come in handy
Dirty blond hitchhiking babe
By the name of Sandy
In my dreams she’s true
This dude’s definitely following you
Love was the thing that sucked the best
From the bottle to your breast
I’m healthy as far as I can see
Let me tell ya something baby
I’m here for ya
When your world is upside down
I’ll be your anchor I’ll be right by your side
I’m here for ya
Aint goin nowhere
Might be crazy sometimes
But I’ll be lovin you like I do forever
ADD wicka wanna play piano in my pj’s
Sound like a primadonna with a side of mayonaise
Timmy Horton snortin down
A sour cream donut with no glaze
Quit your violins
Get to smilin
So long was the shot I took on you
Not the money kind the true
Like takin a chance out on the wind
I’ll tip my hat now sugar
But I aint goin no where
I’m here for ya
No worries all around
I’ll be your bodyguard
I’ll be by your side
I’m here for ya
I aint goin nowhere
I know I’m crazy sometimes
But I’ll be lovin you like I do forever
Paked up the v-dub so long ago
With my old stratocaster and a microphone
With a bitch slap walk and well now I know
I believe I believe I believe I believe
I’m here for ya
