Alba s touto skladbou:
Shot To Hell ,
Shot To Hell,
First Rodeo,
Loose Boots,
You looked to me and I looked back
Serious as a heart attack
Plastic cups and dishes stacked and use
You tell me I drink too much
But I tell you that's just your crutch
That comes up when
I'm having more fun than you
And every time I try,
you shatter like a neon light
Give yourself to me yourself to me
yourself to me when you're around
Won't you give yourself to me yourself to me
yourself to me don't drag me down
Another night of making eyes
Of low-cut jeans and thrift store ties
You grab my hand just like it's time to go
Just as quick I'm getting up,
you turn your back and fill your cup
I guess you've got us lined up in a row
And every time I try,
you don't put up much of a fight
Give yourself to me yourself to me
yourself to me when you're around
Won't you give yourself to me yourself to me
yourself to me don't drag me down,
Don't drag me down,
don't drag me down
A year went by, you take your time
But I know not to give you mine
'cause I already stood in line for you
And now we're both just sitting here,
I'd let you drive but you can't steer
You're lucky I've got nothing else to do, to do
Give yourself to me yourself to me
yourself to me when you're around
Won't you give yourself to me yourself to me
yourself to me don't drag me down,
Don't drag me down,
don't drag me down
