Rumor has it, ooh Rumor has it, ooh, She, she ain't real She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will She is a stranger You and I have history Or don't you remember Sure, she's got it all But, baby, is that really what you want

Oh baby doll! When bells ring out the summer free Oh baby doll We'll sing our old Alma Mater And think of things that used to be Will it end for you and me? I remember it so well Back when the weather was cool We used to have so much fun

Big wheels turning Baby I know Turning, turning... I remember the dead of night A lonely light that shines upon the window I see it all so clear The tenderness, the silent tears Out here in the pouring rain Through cold dark waiting days

I will love you till the end of time I would wait a million years Promise you'll remember that your mine Baby can you see through the tears Love you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember oh baby say you'll remember Oh baby ooh

No more parties in LA Please baby no more parties in LA, uh No more (Los Angeles) Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans And my sheets still orange from your spray tan It was more than soft porn for the K-man She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape

Baby, I'm dreamin Someday I'll find her And I'm still reminded Maybe she's best in dreams She's still the best I've seen Out on her windowsill Baby remember Maybe I'm out of luck

I will love you till the end of time I would wait a million years Promise you'll remember that your mine Baby can you see through the tears Love you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember oh baby say you'll remember Oh baby ooh

An encore (oh) I want some more, I want some more I want some more, baby hit me with an encore Baby hit me with an encore You're so amazing, remember the time Just thinking about ya gives me butterflies You can save the bell cuz I want you now So open

You can't always see me But you know that I'm always there When you see one shining Take it as mine And remember I'm always near If you see a comet Baby I'm on it Making my way back home It won't be long

Don't I look good? Yeah, baby, baby I'ma look good, I'm just talkin' 'bout sex, yeah Ooh, that's why I'm textin' my ex, oh no I'm just talkin' 'bout sex and I'm so ready for regrets I know you remember when way back in December we was in love, yeah I