Now you're just losin' your mind Woke up early this morning As I looked around my world be crumblin' down What I saw, I couldn't believe, Who are you? What might I be? Oh, the things you do Stare at the sun, one means three At the helm insanity, if you'd

Walking in a winter wonderland. In the meadow we can build a snowman, Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, We're happy tonight. Gone away is the bluebird, Here to stay is a new bird He sings a love song,

Oh, down beside your red firelight Fat bottomed girls, you make the rockin' world go 'round Are you gonna let it all hang out? Fat bottomed girls Okay, okay! This is called, uh Fat Bottomed Girls! (One, two, three, four!) Are you gonna take me home

The square root of a kilo is me nigga We gon' have it locked Cause we the only thing to talk about If Michael Jackson came alive right now He'd ask you to smoke one for him So in his honor You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short Think you're Dee Brown,

Who do you think you are? Runnin' 'round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul And tearing love apart And now you want me one more time So don't come back for me Don't come back for me

And the wind cries Mary. After all the jacks are in their boxes, And the clowns have all gone to bed, You can hear happiness staggering on down the street, Footprints dress in red. And the wind whispers Mary. A broom is drearily sweeping Up the broken

Is that the old man walking in the dark? When we were young Make me feel alright Take me home Where them broken brights Are shining down Shake them bones Let me love tonight We'll grow young

You know you're lost when you feel transparent One foot in the open Ten feet ahead Build your own ladder And don't lie to yourself Secrets left above the grave (It's not for one to keep) You're all so self destructive

Pull your little arrows out Stuck me with a sickness Let me live my life Watch out Cupid The one I'd better lead All the blondes are fantasies And we looked at them eleven ways You said, "Look at me". And looked away And you wrote the song I wanna play

I don't care about nobody but you Girl you so special, I might be disrespectful Girl you so special, we so disrespectful Girl you can call my phone and four in the morning Girl you can come with me to her favorite diner Boy you can ride shotgun every