Oh, Ophelia, heaven help a fool who falls in love Oh, Ophelia, you've been on my mind girl since the flood Oh, Ophelia, you've been on my mind girl like a drug Ah, ah when I was younger, I, I should have known better And I can't feel no remorse, and you

Let's face the music and dance. Soon, we'll be without the moon, Humming a different tune, So while there's moonlight and music and love and romance, There may be trouble ahead, But while there's moonlight and music and love and romance, Before the

But your wheels just turn, down the road ahead If it hurts at all, you ain't showed it yet I keep lookin' for the slightest sign That you might miss, what you left behind I know there's nothin' stopping you now But I'd settle for a slowdown I'd settle

I won't let go, I won't let go I won't be alright Even if the sun crashes into us And I can be your light Stay with me tonight Oh, oh, yeah yeah yeah You got in so late It's Sunday morning

Everything will be alright I don't know what You’re going through But there’s so much life Ahead of you And it won’t slow down No matter what you do So you just gotta hold on All we can do is hold on, yeah

Life in a northern town Ah hey ma ma ma ma Ah-heya ma ma ma, into the night-ahh Heya ma ma ma, into the night Hey ma ma ma, hey, ah Heya ma ma ma, hey-ay-ay-ay, ah A Salvation Army band played And the children drank lemonade And the morning lasted all

Yo siempre quise ser bichote (Ey) Y ahora somos bichotes Yo siempre quise ser bichote (Yeh) Yo siempre quise ser bichote Yo siempre quise ser bichote (Brr) Yo siempre quise ser bichote (Wuh) Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Yo siempre quise ser bichote (Prr) Yo

'Cause we go way back Some things don't ever change Yeah, you and me Like Prince and Marvin Gaye Like South Side on Sunday James Brown and Michael J Like them high school parties We go way back Don't you ever think

I get a good feeling, yeah Oh, sometimes Get a feeling that I never, Never, never, never had before, no no

And now I got a taste of my own medicine All this shit that I do to women It may be crazy, we all suckers for somethin' Oh yeah, yeah, yeah We all suckers for somethin', yeah We all suckers for somethin', oh And if you feel the way I feel, you might fuck