Let's talk it over one more time Oh, now, now Oh, come back, baby, yeah, yeah Oh, come back, baby Oh, mama, please, don't go, yeah 'Cause the way I love you Child, you'll never know Well, I admit, baby That I was wrong

Standing on the edge of a revolution What do we want? We want the change And how're we gonna get there? Revolution No, we won't give up, we won't go away 'Cause we're not about to live in this mass delusion No, we don't wanna hear another word you say

I nah mek dem carry me go shell me out, no No back door deal come to me real Life is so short and life is so sweet I will always have God beside me And every time me see the hypocrites Getting closer I take weh myself neatly Because dem see me on a

Traveling endlessly I'm going away for a while But I'll be back, don't try and follow me Cause I'll return as soon as possible See I'm trying to find my place But it might not be here where I feel safe We all learn to make mistakes From them, from them

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

You could 'cause you can so you do When it's nine in the afternoon We're feeling so good, just the way that we do Your eyes are the size of the moon Back to the street where we began Cause it's nine in the afternoon And your eyes are the size of the moon

Ashes blowin' in the air I was on fire but we don't care, yeah Wasted youth, always on the road Never looking back, and we're never getting old 'Cause the skies are black, but our heart's made of gold Fuck doing what you're told We're going nowhere fast

(I want it) Ooh, baby I ain't ever done cocaine Ooh, I swear there's something runnin' through my veins 'Cause the way that you move and the things that you do In my bed got my head all feeling messed up The taste of your lips and the sway of your hips

Oh, fuck around and order more Oh, fuck around and order more, money Oh, baby we gon' order more, money Gon' throw it back, 'cause I got racks on the menu You ain't even gotta ask shawty, cash on the menu The way you drop and shake it fast, need that ass

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn Doing it all by hand, 'cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Quarter in a payphone