I know my eyes already like you Baby you, I know that love, love is found Love is found. Oh, my heart go ba-boom-boom-boom, ba-boom-boom-boom My heart go ba-boom-boom-boom I got the radio on, I know there won't be long I can hear you baby, I can feel

Here comes the boom Here comes the boom Now get off ya fassy 'Cause a fassy nah try Make dem skins cry Marrow affi fly Tottin' out inna di sky All gangsta yout' me waan you hold ya guns high Gangsta yout' me waan you hold ya guns high

I've been rollin', rollin', I can't stop, I can't Oooooo-ooooo-oooooh, aaaah That's why I'm floatin' off that blue pill, blue dream It got me like I-I-I-I-I (straight up) I'm a rockstar rollin', Shabba, I got ranks I'm rollin' off that blue pill, blue

I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich I'm driving foreign whips, spent a hundred on my wrist I might take your bitch, private flight, take a trip Your bills be stacking up while I'm stacking up my chips Your bitch on my dick, when she see me,

Wake me up before you go-go Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo I don't want to miss it when you hit that high 'Cause I'm not plannin' on going solo Take me dancing tonight You put the boom boom into my heart (hoo, hoo) You send my soul sky high when

I got the poison I got the remedy, I got the pulsating, rhythmical remedy. Hello, yea, hold a sec. Liam there's someone on the phone for you. Oh, fuck's sake, trying to write this fucking tune, man. Yeah! Yeah! Boom! Yeah! Yeah! Bah! Yeah! Yeah! Boom!

You're my boomerang boomerang Ready to throw, ready to throw Letting you go, letting you go (booma-rang-rang) Movin' on, movin' on (booma-rang-rang) I know I’ll see you tomorrow 'Cause I'm bad to letting you go, letting you go Letting you go, letting you

Boom boom tap, boom boom tap Tick tick bang, tick tick bang Tick tick bang, bang bang bang Boom, boom, tap Boom, boom, boom, tap Tick tick bang Tick tick bang

Racks in the safe (safe) Ain't no complaints (nah) Racks in the bank (racks) Fuck what you think (huh?) We got some rank (rank) Leave your ass stank (bow) Robbin' the bank (bank) You was a stranger (stranger) We don't relate (no) racks in the (rack)

I never saw the gal again Just dig my grave beside the railroad So I can hear the trains go by (Traditional, adapted by Ry Cooder) Come and gather all around me Listen to my tale of woe Got some good advice to give you Lots of things you oughta know Take