Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go I was counting on forever, now I'll never know It's like I'm looking from a distance, Standing in the background Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now, This can't be happening to me This is just a

(I can't go another day without you) Would it make you, make you, wanna stay? And if I wrote you a love song and sang it to you every day Would it ever be enough to make you wanna come back home and stay? But if I told you I loved you, would it make you

Does it make you feel alive? Don't look back Live your life Even if it's only for tonight" I said, "hey, it's alright If it makes you feel alive" Can't contain it She said, "hey, it's alright My mother told me I should go and get some therapy

Might as well jump, jump I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Can't you see what I mean? Can't you see me standin' here Go ahead and jump, jump Go ahead jump, jump I get up, and nothin' ever gets me down You got it

Can't I get back my lonely life California waiting Every little thing's gotta be just right While you're tryin' to save me Little Mona Lisa laying by my side "Crimson and Clover" pullin' overtime I feel too close to be losin' touch

If you want another secret Can't back out, or make it You ain't ever gonna be it By takin' someone else's away Never take it for granted You don't have to understand it Here's to whatever puts a smile on your face Whatever makes you happy people Happy

Now you found some other man, you see Feel like I need, to forget you Run away girl, 'cause I let you (My oh my) I'm going back now (Right all right) To the beginning (Why oh why) What you denied from the start (My oh my) And now you can't go breaking my

A next man have you gal when you missing Yo frata (back to life) me wa go (back to reality) Me wa go (back to reality) Listen, you can get pum pum a prison Stay far from war that a coppa And led you can't get head when you dead. The food a shit, bed

You can't ride in my little red wagon The front seat's broken and the axel's dragin' You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like And my Tony Lomas Ooh, ah, ooh, ah So guess what? No you can't step to this backyard swagger You only love

There ain't nothing like the real thing baby Ain't nothing like the real thing There ain't nothing I'm talking genuine Made in the USA And you can't go back once you get a taste It was in a crystal bottle on his desk He'd save it for the times to not