As long as you follow Now I know I can't lose I'm gonna beg, steal, or borrow Ah, but now you're here Yes, I can live today If you give me tomorrow I've been searching For a pot of gold Like the kind you find

Don't go breaking my heart I won't go breaking your heart Woo ooh nobody knows it I was your clown Right from the start I gave you my heart, oh oh I gave you my heart But when I was down I couldn't if I tried

Right, Left, Left, Right Now let me see you drop that ass low and go Left, right, left, right (She make that ass go) Girl you know you look fine as hell, right? You know I buy you that Chanel, right? You know I fuck you like I'm fresh outta of jail,

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

(Yeah, yeah, yeah do the harlem shuffle) You move it to the left Yeah, and you go for yourself You move it to the right Yeah, if it takes all night Now take it kinda slow With a whole lot of soul Don't move it too fast You make it last

So won't you come So won't you come, baby So you better run Over the hills, salvation rests in the sun You're turnin' it, baby, rest in the sun I wanna tell you (Tell you) about the good news (Good news) Move fast like the bullet from the gun Flowers of

You never gonna change me I was already changin' I was wrong they say Flowers in the garden that won't grow Flowers on the train, it's not the same Flowers in the garden Life won't grow if we never change I'm missin'

How long will I love you As long as stars are above you And longer if I can How long will I need you As long as the seasons need to Follow their plan How long will I be with you As long as the sea is bound to Wash up on the sand

Baby, please, don't go Turn your lamp down low You got me way down here Baby, please, don't go back to New Orleans Because I love you so Turn your lamp down low; my heart is beating so So, baby, please, don't go Made me weep and moan You made me weep and

We get colder As we grow older We will walk So much slower Together we go Oh, miss believer, my pretty sleeper Your twisted mind is like snow on the road Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder Inside your head than the winter of dead