You don't know my name (Round and round and round we go, will you ever know) Baby, baby, baby From the day I saw you Really, really wanted to catch your eye Somethin' special 'bout you I must really like you 'Cause not a lot of guys are worth my time, ooh

Africa unite 'Cause we're moving right out of Babylon How good and how pleasant it would be We are the children of the Rastaman We are the children of the Iyaman So, Africa unite Ziya-po ya-ya, pa-pa-ya-pa! Ti-da-lee, na po-po pu-du-loo! Ste-na-peh na-na

Same black day High rise grave I don't want to die Living in a high rise grave My baby come home Summer never comes Sort of wonder why 'Cause summer never comes

I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive Please come home to your daddy, and explain yourself to me Because I and you are man and wife, tryin' to start a family If you can't treat me no better, it gotta be your funeral and my trial When I and

Baby, please, don't go Turn your lamp down low You got me way down here Baby, please, don't go back to New Orleans Because I love you so Turn your lamp down low; my heart is beating so So, baby, please, don't go Made me weep and moan You made me weep and

Sophisticated lady put your blue jeans on You're anybody's baby when your mama's gone Pretty lady, get back Pretty lady, yea, sweet thing Sophisticated lady tryin' to change my ways Just because you're caught in your social maze I think it's 'bout time

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) 'Cause I can't stop loving (Oh yeah) Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah) Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah) Right now, I'm down I be with the Hitmaker Goddamn, you know who I am Try to be on the

Blame it on my A-D-D baby Sail, sail, sail Sail, sail, This is how I show my love I made it in my mind because This is how an angel dies Blame it on my own sick pride

I promise I'll be down for you I need a crazy bitch that's down for me 'Cause baby I'll be down for you Even when I'm not around Somewhere outta town I need a little something wild and free I need the right amount of attitude She checks herself but she

Run like poison in my blood One more night could kill me, baby One is one too many, one more is never enough 'Cause you and Tequila make me crazy Baby, here I am again Kicking dust in the canyon wind Waiting for that sun to go down Made it up Mulholland