I've got some love and so much more And I"m ready to make someone mine Making my way through an open door And I'll find her, 'cause it's about time Biding my time, trying to find a heart that's lonely Looking for her, my love my one and only Maybe I'll

'Cause time won't work it our for you I'm gonna work it on out In an ocean of noise I first heard your voice You've got your reasons And, me - I've got mine But all the reasons I gave Were just lies to buy myself some time I'm gonna work it out

I might as well get stoned Might as well get stoned Get it off my mind Ain't got a thing to do All I've got is time The bottle's all I've had to be a friend of mine And since my whiskey's gone Well, she said, she didn't love me And kicked me out the door

And girl I'll give you all I got to give So baby, be mine (baby you gotta be mine) So baby, be my girl (all the time) You're everything this world could be The reason that I live You're everything this world could be to me I don't need no dreams when I'm

(She's got the look) She's got the look (Wanna know better) (She's driving me wild) And you know damn well That girl's my baby She's so fine The girl will be mine She got the breaks

I know, I know Say you flexin' that's a big lie, when I pull up give that bitch my line And you know that I'ma get mine, yeah yeah Say you flexin' that's a big lie, say you got the shit you don't got Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah yeah Say

Maybe I'm just a kid in love Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh And I got it all And I don't ever wanna grow up 'Cause I got it all 'Cause, it's alright, it's alright I wanna make you mine But I don't ever wanna grow up

A love as true as mine In all the world You'll never find I cross my heart And promise to Give all I've got to give To make all your dreams come true Our love is unconditional We knew it from the start

'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too No you don't, judge me 'Cause I got issues, but you got 'em too So give 'em all to me and I'll give mine to you Bask in the glory, of all our problems 'Cause we got the kind of love it takes to solve 'em

Closed mouths don't get fed (don't get fed) Closed mouths don't get fed (yeah) Just like horns do at halftime (pa-rum-pum-pum) Now I don't give a fuck about your old nigga, or your new nigga That ass mine (all mine) And don't nobody got to know But your