You talk too much about me I don't really care about this You make things up about me And I don't ever waste a minute That you would've came up about me From people we love You make things up about me, yeah Now you telling lies on me

Shoot you with desire My gun's for hire The word is out that I'm about And I've come gunning for you I'm a real entertainer, a mischief maker A lover of no fixed abode Quick draw on the floor No law give you more Sweet talker, lover of sin

In matters of the heart I make a fool of myself I lose my head From time to time We should have been holding each other Instead we talked But I asked before Your reply was kind and polite One wants more

Pull out your heart to make the being alone If it was easy, everyone would do it This game is not Easy, easy (Eazy) Pull out your heart to make the being alone (yeah) Easy, easy (talkin’ to my younger self) Dear Gerald, you’re fourteen years and a truant

Maybe we'll fly the night away (I just wanna love you baby) Ain't nobody love you like I love you You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya (hey!) Late at night I talk to you If you smile then that should set the tone And if you let go the

"G" stands for girl-like Gangsta (Ladies say) Don't make 'em like me anymore So we in danger So at ease, little guy, we out-rank ya And when the G's come around just put your hands up Listen when I speak, Don't talk 'til I say so, Real G's work hard for

It takes two, baby just me and you You know it takes two Oh doo doo doo doo You know it takes two, ha! One can have a dream, baby Two can make a dream so real One can talk about being in love Two can see how it really feels

Years will do the walking Time will tell you baby what you can't hear now I'll just find a comfy spot and wait it out Time will do the talking I hated being your fool And make a pretty memory out of my disgrace Oh baby don't you know that the Time will

Won't you stay 'til the A.M.? All my favourite conversations Always made in the A.M 'Cause we don't know what we're saying We're just swimmin' 'round in our glasses And talkin' out of our asses Like we're all gonna make it, yeah yeah You and me were

Tell Mama, all about it Tell Mama, what you need Tell Mama, what you want And I'll make everything alright You thought you'd found a good girl One to love you and give you the world Now you find that you've been misused Talk to me, I'll do what you