When I first met you, baby Baby, you were just sweet sixteen Baby, I wonder You just left your home then, woman Ah, the sweetest thing I'd ever seen But you wouldn't do nothing, baby You wouldn't do anything I asked you to Oh, you wouldn't do nothing for

Justine, 19, just got clean Fresh outta rehab with self-esteem She ain't felt this good in a while A new leash on life, a vibrant thang, a beautiful smile Used to run with a circle of friends, who was skeleton thin Sniff white lines off powerful men But

Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep Up above in my head, instead of going under Instead of going under Instead of going under again Maybe we're just trying to hard When really it's closer than it is too far The faster we're falling, We're

Wild is the wind And wild is the wind I hear the sound Of mandolins With your kiss My life begins

Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Is it coming? I been feeling it since 1966, now Might've had your fill, but you feel it still Am I coming out of left field? Let me kick it like it's 1986, now We could fight

Ooh, it makes me wonder There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for Oh oh oh oh and she's buying a stairway

Said that it's all right (baby it's all right) Baby shake that thing (baby shake that thing) When you see me in misery, come on baby see about me And-a I wanna know Hey (hey) ho (ho) hey (hey) ho (ho) hey (hey) ho (ho) Say it one more time yeah (just one

This is my lover's prayer I hope it'll reach out to you, my love This is my lover's prayer And I hope you can understand it, my love My life is such a weary thing But it might be your own presence bringing rain You keep wanting, waiting and wishing When

Ah, ah, ah, ah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh Hold the heavens from the earth For the mighty arms of Atlas I know the way, know the way, know the way, know the way It was an April morning when they told us we should go As I turn to you, you smiled at me How

9-1, j'étais sous le porche J'suis dans la surface comme Filippo Dans toutes les bouches comme les Philip Mo' Y'a 9-1-1 GT sous l'Porsche Fais-nous la bouche, on te fait la peau Je fais le plein en Philippe Plein Aaah, Skippa da Flippa Aaah aaah, ne fuis