Nothin’ But A Good Time Ringtones

So you tell him to say no more You don't wanna know why or where Where he's been all these lonely nights You know what's wrong and don't care what's right As long as he comes back to you Someone to love him all his life It ain't nothin' but a heartache Darling, you'll get over It ain't nothing but a heartache Darling, you'll get over it When there's always, there comes a day When love just goes away And there's no caring, no words to say There's no more giving, no games to play When all you know will get you through Seems like you've known it all your life It ain't nothin' but a heartache Darling, you'll get over It ain't nothin' but a heartache Darling, you'll get over it It ain't nothin' but a heartache (yes, it is) Darling, you'll get over It ain't nothin' but a heartache (yeah) Darling, you'll get over it It ain't nothin' but a heartache (yes, it is) Darling, you'll get over It ain't nothin' but a heartache Darling, you'll get over it It ain't nothin' but a heartache (yeah) Darling, you'll get over It ain't nothin' but a heartache (I know) Darling, you'll get over it It ain't nothin' but a heartache

Michael McDonald So you tell him to say no more You don't want to know why or where Where he's been all these lonely nights You know what's wrong and don't care what's right As long as he comes back to you Someone to love him all his life It ain't nothin' but a heartache Darling, you'll get over it It ain't nothing but a heartache Darling, you'll get over it There's always there comes a day When love just goes away When there's no caring, no words to say There's no forgiving, no games to play When all you know will get you through Seems like you've known it all your life It ain't nothin' but a heartache Darling, you'll get over it It ain't nothin' but a heartache Darling, you'll get over it

It was Indiana, a summer day And I was three years old My momma said go out to play Well, I did what I was told She never saw it comin' When I turned the sprinkler on She looked up from the dishes And right there in the front lawn Nothing but cowboy boots Sets your spirit free That wild, wild western birthday suit Is the remedy for modesty It ain't proper, it ain't cool But folks remember what you do In nothing, whoa, nothing but cowboy boots Well, all it takes when you're eighteen Is your buddy's double dare It was eight o'clock on a Friday night In the middle of Town Square Couldn't hear the sirens 'Cause so many people cheered When the sheriff showed up I was grinnin' ear to ear In nothin' but cowboy boots Sets your spirit free That wild, wild western birthday suit Is the remedy for modesty It ain't proper, it ain't cool But folks remember what you do In nothing, whoa, nothing but cowboy boots I came home late tonight You just smiled at my surprise I see ya comin' down the hall Whoa, in nothing, whoa Nothing but cowboy boots Sets your spirit free That wild, wild western birthday suit Is the remedy for modesty It ain't proper, it ain't cool But folks remember what you do In nothing, whoa, nothing, no, no Nothing but those cowboy boots Oh no, no, nothin', no Nothing but those cowboy boots

San Diego Killafornia Ain't afraid to run up on ya (now) I got nothin' but love for San Diego, California Blowin' Kush in the air And that lady right there looking hot like summer Don't be surprised when I run up Boss hoggin' the lane, got a problem put your gun up Before you catch a bolt to your dome, now your gone Out here in San Diego, California (Check it) I'm not a pastor, but I'm preaching on a pulpit Cuz a nigga ain't got time for that bullshit Cuz tomorrow ain't promised to no one, to no man So it's time for me to show them I got that S.D. formula, west coast product You thought Big Pitt made a beat for The Chronic Playin' original Sega, nugs look like Sonic Super Nintendo before hydroponics Fast forward now days, I can make the beat knock Wanna get blazed nigga? Meet me at the weed spot And I'm fuckin' with your bitch she saying the music that I'm makin' Can make her titties shake, and her knees pop I told your bitch come kick it, like Reebok No G-string easy for that G-spot That ass looking like two tea pots Nigga like it or not, turn it up I got nothin' but love for San Diego, California Blowin' Kush in the air And that lady right there looking hot like summer Don't be surprised when I run up Boss hoggin' the lane, got a problem put your gun up Before you catch a bolt to your dome, now your gone Out here in San Diego, California Better be strapped or have your homies with ya Trade those Jordan's for some hospital slippers Them hospital bills turn your girl to a stripper Meanwhile, I'm in London puffin' Jack The Ripper Haven't been to Brazil, but it's on the radar All these blunt wraps, rolling more than Neymar So much weed we might need a sponsor Ain't been to Fenway, but we got Green Monster Smoking with us, bring more than a Swisher Cuz these bowls are getting matched more than Tinder No, I don't know you or choose to remember You're irrelevant like the 26th of December Whether you're Beyonce or Andre I don't really give a fuck, fuck with me, I let the 9 spray If you ain't a shark better hide in the reef Cuz we Cadillacin dudes escalating the beef I got nothin' but love for San Diego, California Blowin' Kush in the air And that lady right there looking hot like summer Don't be surprised when I run up Boss hoggin' the lane, got a problem put your gun up Before you catch a bolt to your dome, now your gone Out here in San Diego, California