I never let you go Just take my hand baby hold on so tight And just take my hand girl I got you tonight Besame lento que prisa no hay You're with me tonight Lala lalala lala la la la Mister Worldwide

First time was down by the river Don't stop, darling they're just rain drops The moonlight was all around Our breath, the only sound Baby, darling she said take me And drive me crazy Our sweat made both us shiver She was pretty, about seventeen When she

I wanna be your Friday night sweet ride Summertime sunshine barefoot in the moonlight I wanna be your jackpot hot spot wide Open road in a candy apple rag top I wanna be, wanna be your Friday night I wanna set you free, I wanna take you high I don't

Welcome to the darker side of taboo All I got is permanent scars and tattoos Make a bad choice in your path then you lose Denny Cascade Take another step in the path that you choose Take another step in your path that you choose Oh, (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks I worked so hard for that first kiss She was killing me in that mini-skirt She had a sun tan line and red lipstick A heart don't forget something like that It

See a man don't have to die to go to hell Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you're new here but you need to understand It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist You see we already know that hell

To be there, To be there Don't you know, I'm on call She said call me now baby, And I'd come a running, I'm on call, One and all

Boasty, boasty, Godfather, man a OG Man a half humble, man are boasty It's looking at my kids, like I'm boasty Fling a ragga riddim like it's '03 Boasty, house on the coast G My money so long it doesn't know me I fly around the world 'cause I'm boasty

We got it goin' on We'll be banging and singing just like the Rolling Stones We're gonna shake up your souls, we come to rattle your bones 'Cause we got it goin' on We got it goin' on (We got it goin' on) We got it, we got it, we got it goin' on

And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45 Swimming through the ashes of another life No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrel of a 45 What ever happened to the young man's heart? Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell