[Verse Rone:]
The way I saw it, I didn't really do shit
Until the tables turned, and I sit where you sit
But the funny thing that's where I've sat
So [let's?] turn the tables back let's try that
You hit the town and I hit the town
And you mess around and I mess around
And we take what we've found and we don't make a sound
Because, secrets aren't escaping from a box in the ground
I been giving my loving away because the more I spread it out
Then the less it weighs,, and the more they take
Then the less I pay and I'm, going to follow this train unless I'm saved
[Pour it, don't mix???]
Not one to toy with too mixed up, then we're making poison
No one's going to ask and no one's going to tell
[So come on and get this loving while the song holds still???]

[Hook:]
I been giving my loving away, I been giving my loving away
I been giving my loving away, been giving my, I been giving my loving...

[Verse Rone:]
In the wild wild east, modern desperado
A type you used to find out riding on the Bronco
These days it's Tahoes, or Silverados --rear view rosary
A truck full of pot smoke, looking for the next one
Thoughts on the last one, if I don't have one
Then I'm trying to grab something, don't pass one
Without thinking damn son, and they always know when they get the reaction
I stay busy, but damn --go figure
Condoms in my wallet on my old girls picture
Hit they best friend, said they were like sisters
Plot it out sober, then I blame it on the liquor
Different girls, but it's all the sequence
Circle each other, and look for a weakness
I make my mark, but I won't stick my teeth in
So wounds can be healed by the start of the weekend