I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

Oh and I love the feeling Hey, I'm in love I tell you I'm in love Hey, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love And I love the feeling I'm a happy man, yes, I am I'm in love The sun seems to shine all the time in my mind Since I met you, baby

I'm gonna get it right They can try to hold me down, but I am 'Cause I'm gonna get it right When the sky is filled with smoke and fire All I want is something better in the purple light I am walking down that road Where did all the flowers go? They say

Boys boys boys We like boys in cars Buy us drinks in bars With hairspray and denim We love them! (We love them) I like you a lot lot Hey there sugar baby Saw you twice at the pop show You taste just like glitter mixed with rock and roll

Today I felt a switch in my vein (Ordinary ways) I hope they get it right Today I took a walk in the clouds Used to be a shadow Now a shadow scream my name And in the daylight I could swear We’re the same But I’m just an ordinary human

Breathin' air I could be numb Borderline case Reinforced glass Earn some friends Passport photos and a life so bad Empty pocket and they think it's all They think it's all It's all ripped up on a smaller list?

Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas I'm barely getting through tomorrow But still I won't let Sorrow bring me way down I'll be fine and dandy Me, I'll be just Fine and dandy Hey, maybe I'll dye my hair Maybe I'll move somewhere

It’s time to get trap back jumping Get shit and back popping, ho I show these sucka niggas how it go I show you how to move a lot of blow So it’s time to get trap back jumping Get shit back popping, bitch Hey, now who done say I'm not the shit Hey, nigga

Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful Oh Bennie she's really keen She's got electric boots a mohair suit B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Oh Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet Oh but they're so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets You know I read it in a

Yeah, yeah, yeah Will it take my death to see To see my destiny? They say I live in a fantasy I'm just lit off Hennessy, huh Yuh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah Baby kneel beneath me and bow to me Pulled up, drop top with speed Talk down I’ll pop the heat