Space coupe look like a UFO (Whoa) Smokin' on dope (Damn) They call me Yao 'cause my eyes real low (Low) Pourin' up fours (Whoa) You the type of nigga go cry to a ho (Ho) Butterfly doors (Ooh) Baby mama whip a pot on the stove (Whip it) Ain't no joke

Darkside pleasures Dreamlands of danger Dream lands of danger. (Repeat: x2) Bad behavior At their best Punk rock, shell toes, Horns and halos.

We're gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long Tell automatic slim Tell razor totin' jim Tell butcher knife totin' annie Tell fast talkin' fanny Tonite we're gonna pitch a ball Down to that union hall Gonna romp and tromp 'till midnite We're gonna

(Dust'n'bone) An' that's all right That's all right Dust n' bones She loved him yesterday He lost his mind today He left it out back on the highway Yesterday's over

Odio l'estate Tornerà un altro inverno Cadranno mille petali di rose La neve coprirà tutte le cose E forse un po' di pace tornerà Sei calda come i baci che ho perduto Sei piena di un amore che a passato Che il cuore mio vorrebbe cancellar Il sole che

Bird dog working hard, giving them blue lights away hey Drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night Just to hold you for a day Drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night Drivin’ like a bat outta hell Cheap motel’s calling my name No way I’m

I don't know your name but excuse me miss I saw you from across the room I saved the last dance for you How I love to keep you here with me oh baby And I got to admit that you got my attention You're making me want to say yo I know you're trying to leave

Bad boy boogie On the day I was born the rain fell down There was trouble brewing in my home town It was the seventh day, I was the seventh son And it scared the hell out of everyone They said stop, I said go They said fast, I said slow They said yes, I

You can't lose You make me offers that I can't refuse You keep telling pretty lies Only you're killing me with your Baby, don't you know You're tired with the truth You keep telling pretty lies, babe You make me offers that I can't refuse, yeah

Down with love Take it away, take it away Give it back to the birds To bees and the Viennese Down with eyes romantic and stupid Down with sighs, down with cupid Brother let's stuff that dove With flowers and rice and shoes The root of all midnight blues