[ well i start runnin' a fever
everytime he opens his mouth

she's been gawkin' at jackson
ever since his first song came out
oh she loves alan jackson
and his pretty blond hair

oh i love alan jackson

i ain't got a prayer

well he tried dressin' like jackson

belt buckles, boots and a hat
she said

sorry hun
that won't help you none
because your just too dang fat

oh i hate alan jackson
she sleeps with a piece of his coat

oh i love alan jackson

cause of them songs he wrote

well i went backstage at his concert
i got on his bus somehow

that big talkin' man
and his little five-piece band
just told her what i don't know how
gosh i hate alan jackson

now i'm his openin' act
oh i love alan jackson

she's never comin' back
(she loves you man!)

well i start runnin' a fever
everytime he opens his mouth

she's been gawkin' at jackson
ever since his first song came out
oh she loves alan jackson
makes me want to cuss

oh he hates alan jackson

think i'll blow up his bus
(yeah someday,i'll rock his jukebox)

no you're not!

i'll hit him with a tall, tall tree

well he just might hit ya back

well i tell you what
i'll show him the real world
he'll think real world when they find him
way down yonder in the bottom of the chattahoocie

oh yeah, he just might run ya over with his mercury

i tell ya what, tell him to meet me somewhere

hey hoss, meet him at midnight... in montgomery

want it...
my life back!

who says you can't have it all?

......... alan jackson]