They say Taylor was a good girl, never one to to be late Complain, express ideas in her brain Working on the night shift, passing out the tickets You You're gonna gonna have to to pay her if you you want to to park here Well mommy's little dancer is quite a little secret

I'm gonna gonna stand on a rooftop, climb up a mountaintop Baby, scream and shout I want to to sing it it on the radio, show it it on a video Baby, leave no doubt I want the whole world to to know just what I'm all about I love to to love you you out loud I have always been a

I won't ever be your cornerstone. Watch her run, can you you feel it? I don't want to to be here holding on. A single book of matches gonna gonna burn what's standing in the way. Roaring down the mountain, they're calling on the fire brigade. Carry out the pictures

I'm gonna gonna ride with you you all night Sing Sing to me like Pavarotti Taxi, taxi, give me a ride All these streets are never ending Tie 'em in a knot Drive me through a red light Waiting for everyone to to stop Sing Sing to me of Spain Take me to to you operetta

You are the song that I sing sing You are the four seasons of my life But maybe tomorrow You You'll change your mind girl Maybe tomorrow You You'll come back to to my arms girl You You are the book that I read each day (Gonna Gonna sing it it to you you) The way you you do baby

Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, hm I'm gonna gonna keep my baby, ooh ooh Papa I know you you're going to to be upset 'Cause I was always your little girl But you you should know

Yeah yeah yeah Hold the fuck up We gonna gonna take this little intermission to to listen To To what the fuck I got to to say, you know I been doing this shit for years: Holding heat, selling Using, abusing all kinds of drugs; Robbing niggas, running up in niggas'

I can't explain it, but you you're gonna gonna love this So crazy outrageous, simply unstoppable Blah, yeah, simple Honey, I'm a fine boy, no pimples I've done deja-vu with the dimples And fuckin' everybody wants me on their single My mom 44 years with no wrinkles

It's gonna gonna be a long, hot summer, we should be together I swear I see the stars come out With your feet up on the dashboard now Singing along with the radio, it's such a beautiful sound But when you you say my name in the middle of the day, When you you hold my

You are the song that I sing sing You are the four seasons of my life But maybe tomorrow You You'll change your mind girl Maybe tomorrow You You'll come back to to my arms girl You You are the book that I read each day (Gonna Gonna sing it it to you you) The way you you do baby