Big Wheel (Live In Milwaukee 11/3/07)

I\'ve been on the other side

Got my lips smacked

Now they\'re dry

Then you

Call me

Call me in

You think I am your possession

You\'re messing with a Southern girl

But my recipe is on

With your stale bread

Yeah it\'s hot

But baby I don\'t need your cash

So baby maybe I\'ll let your

Big wheel turn my fantasy

Don\'t you throw your shade on me

I\'ve been drinking down your pain

I\'m gonna turn that whiskey into rain

Wash it away

Wash it away

Wash you away boy

Let\'s go

I\'ve been on my knees

But you\'re so hard to please

Did you take me

Take me in

So you are a superstar

Get off the cross

We need the wood

Somehow you will rise

But with attitude

I know honey you\'re a pro

But baby I don\'t need your cash

Momma got it all in hand now

Big wheel turn my fantasy

Don\'t you throw that shade on me

I\'ve been drinking down your pain

You go turn that whiskey into rain

Wash it away

Wash it away boy

Wash you away now

Gimme-8

Gimme-7

Gimme-6

Gimme-5

Gimme-4

Gimme-3

I-I-I am a M-I-L-F

Don\'t you forget

M-I-L-F

Don\'t you forget

M-I-L-F

Don\'t you forget

Baby I don\'t need your cash

So baby maybe I\'ll let your

Big wheel turn my fantasy

Don\'t you throw that shade on me

I\'ve been drinking down your pain

I\'m gonna turn that whiskey into rain

Big wheel turn my fantasy

Don\'t you throw your shade on me

I\'ve been drinking down your pain

I\'m gonna turn that whiskey into rain

I\'m gonna turn your whiskey

Boy into rain

Wash you away

Wash you away boy

Wash you down

Big wheel