[ 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]