It's in the way you you want me The way you you show me just what love's made of It's in the way we make love love It's in the way you you hold me You You've got a way with me Somehow you you got me to to believe In everything that that I could be I've gotta say-you really got a way

The way you you look at me, I can tell that that you're a freak And I I can show show you how to to hump without making love love And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun Get down, I'll show show you how If you you got beef, then you you better step up bitch I'll have a bottle and a

Show you you love 'Cause I I just wanna show show you love love Show you you love, show you you love, oh I I just wanna show show you love love Invite you you inside, so you you'll see that that it's real Yeah this is the moment, the second, the time Now I'm about to to lose my mind Yeah I I just wanna show

We both know I I could learn a thing or two And after all, it's just another day About behaving, but I I love you you Yeah man, play that that New York drum, Homer Show 'em how we do it! Just another way to to prove I I love you you and it's hard today I'll lay back in my

(Bum, bum, bum, bum-buh-bum, bum) ah, buh bum, bum, bum Baby (baby) Oh, baby, give me one more chance (To To show you you that I I love you you) Won't you you please let me Back in your heart Oh, darling, I was blind to to let you you go (Let you you go baby) (Bum, bum, bum,

Maybe I, could have loved you you Maybe I, could have shown That That I still do care about you you More than you you could know Don't say it's too late to to try To To make it right You You say you you'll know when you you really find the one But it's hard to to tell with the damage that's

The truth is all that that I can hear every time you you lie Every time you you lie I I knew better than to to let you you break my heart You You still love love her, I can see it in your eyes This soul you you'll never see again, won't be showing scars, oh no no Don't say you you're sorry

How'd I I get so faded? You don't have to to love me, love me But you you gon' have to to fuck with me Yung God when I I ride up Not too many that that can fuck with me Never hung up on the bullshit I I can't afford that that type of luxury I'm boutta' do a show show in Paris I I swear

And I'd be the best friend That That you'd fall in love love with in the end We'd be laughing Watching the sunset Fade to to black Show Show the names Play the happy song If we were a movie You You'd be the right guy

And you you could be my enemy And you you could be my judge If you you could start remembering all the time that that you used up And you you could be my remedy If you you could show show me love love If I I could stop remembering all the time that that you used up I I got no more time to to hear