One Last Shot
I remember watching MTV
Staying up late and hoping to see
Big Empty or TLC
Chasing waterfalls For STP
My whole life like an open road
Ahead of me before true love
Taught me what I now know
That good things come
And good things go
Will I ever get back
To the way things were
Legs hanging from big tall trees
Head filled with the biggest dreams
Falling asleep in my mother's arms
Not afraid of what may come
Is it too much to ask of god
For one last shot?
For one last shot
All seven and we'll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smote them all
With an intellect and a savor faire
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare
I am yours now and you are mine
And together we'll love
Through all space and time
So don't cry
One day all seven will die
Can I ever get back
To the way things were
Legs hanging from big tall trees
Head filled with such marvelous things
Falling asleep in my mother's arms
Not afraid of the coming storm
Is it too much to ask of god
For one last shot?
Come on give me one last shot
Will we ever get it back
To the way we were
Legs hanging from these bed springs
Heads filled with the wildest dreams
Asleep in each other's arms
Not afraid of what may come
Is it too much to ask of god
For one last shot?
If I'm perfectly honest
Do I even want this?
Staying up late and hoping to see
Big Empty or TLC
Chasing waterfalls For STP
My whole life like an open road
Ahead of me before true love
Taught me what I now know
That good things come
And good things go
Will I ever get back
To the way things were
Legs hanging from big tall trees
Head filled with the biggest dreams
Falling asleep in my mother's arms
Not afraid of what may come
Is it too much to ask of god
For one last shot?
For one last shot
All seven and we'll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smote them all
With an intellect and a savor faire
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare
I am yours now and you are mine
And together we'll love
Through all space and time
So don't cry
One day all seven will die
Can I ever get back
To the way things were
Legs hanging from big tall trees
Head filled with such marvelous things
Falling asleep in my mother's arms
Not afraid of the coming storm
Is it too much to ask of god
For one last shot?
Come on give me one last shot
Will we ever get it back
To the way we were
Legs hanging from these bed springs
Heads filled with the wildest dreams
Asleep in each other's arms
Not afraid of what may come
Is it too much to ask of god
For one last shot?
If I'm perfectly honest
Do I even want this?
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Writer(s): Clinton Wells
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