Tú quieres volver y no te veo más Tú quieres volver y no me encuentro más Lo mismo será Tú quieres volver y no te siento na' Yo pienso aquel día Lo mismo que ayer Tú me pierdes la razón No digas nada

And here you are And here you are and There is a room It floats above the stars This is my home It's filled with twisted light Our prayers will speak soon But not without words

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light Her .38 special, boys, it do very well Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night? Ah-oh boy,

Hear my sinner's prayer I am what I am And I don't wanna break the heart of any other man But you, but you It's the only one I know It sure as hell don't rhyme But it's as good as, good as, good as, good as gold Good as, good as, good as, good as gold I

I fell in love with a bad bad man Ever since I met him I've been sad sad sad I'm a jail bird to your music I'm a criminal in your prayer I watch you in your sleep even when you're not there Rainbows wept colour all over the streets When you went away

DTP we got them guns that go Yea I'm all about that pistol player, cold blooded killer Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young dealer You better tell ya man that with the gauges I'm nice Ill shoot up y'all white shirts until y'all look like dikes But

Waiting for lightning to strike You're sowing the seeds of a nightmare from hell Walking through fire, fate's in my hands Man on a wire, bearing the brand Lightning to strike Your prayers and your demons are tolling the bell I'll bring you the head of

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your f me pumps And the men

i'm through with woman i'm done with love i didn't get that way till i prayed to lord above you can't live with a woman you can't live without i'm so doggone glad my love is played out

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your F me pumps And the men