Besedila: Lynyrd Skynyrd. God & Guns. Comin' Back for More.

I ain't the kind to stick around without it
It'd be a crime 'cause man, I'm all about it
It's in my blood, it keeps me breathin'
It's like a drug, gotta have the feelin'

It's been awhile since I've seen your face
What a shame, what a waste

I've been up, I've been down
I've been kicked to the ground
But I can't get my mind off of you

So I keep movin' on
To a place I belong
Hopin' you wanted me to

I'm better than I was before
I'm knockin' at your door
I'm comin' back for more, yeah

Some say it's love, some say it's hate
I'm here to tell you it's never too late
If you don't use it, man, you're gonna lose it
Your sweet little nothings are what I call music

It's been awhile since I've seen your face
What a shame, what a waste

I've been up, I've been down
I've been kicked to the ground
But I can't get my mind off of you

So I keep movin' on
Yeah, to a place I belong
Hopin' you wanted me to

I'm better than I was before
I'm knockin' at your door
I'm comin' back for more

Back for more
Yeah, back for more, ooh

I keep comin' back, comin' back for more
I keep comin' back, yeah, I need a little more
I keep comin' back, comin' back for more
I keep comin' back, back, back

I've been up, I've been down
I've been kicked to the ground
But I can't get my mind off of you

So I keep movin' on
Yeah, to a place I belong
Hopin' you wanted me to

I'm better than I was before
I'm knockin' at your door
I'm comin' back for more, yeah

Comin' back for more
I keep comin' back
Comin' back for more