I'm callin' all my girls We're gonna turn this party out I know you want my body Tonight I'll be your naughty girl I'm Callin' all my girls I see you look me up and down And I came to party I love to love you baby (I love to love you baby) Tonight I'll

Take me downtown barney lock me up Read me my rights put me in cuffs And I’ll do my time raise my right hand And I’ll tell the judge I’ll do that shit again Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we’re about to brawl Ol’ boy done put his

And after all that training With something we could no longer contain I don't endorse that (slammed in my face) I didn't want this And that's my sister It was handsome at the auction Oh but when we got it home It grew up into Something we could no longer

Out in the streets, they call it murder Welcome to Jamrock Welcome to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at Two pound ah weed inna van back It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack The smell

No angel of mercy Is gonna hear my call (oh no) To dry the tears that shall not fall I woke alone today For all the birds have flown Inside this empty house Which no longer feels like home Admidst life's killing fields of war This door of memories

I'm going M.I.A. Tonight I'm leaving Going M.I.A. Yeah, you won't find me Getting lost in you again Is better than being numb Call and I'll answer At home in the lost and found You say that I'm much too proud

Take me downtown barney lock me up Read me my rights put me in cuffs And I’ll do my time raise my right hand And I’ll tell the judge I’ll do that shit again Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we’re about to brawl Ol’ boy done put his

Greasy jungle metropolis noir easy tangles the easiest so far ah I drove down your road to hazeldean where I tasted your funeral Home's sandwiches and coffee I saw your hands melt into one another I saw you grieve and grow care a lot about one another I

Radio waves through the air Can you hear me calling? Oh I've been dreaming Dreaming of a woman in white Hot summer night The art of make-believe The treasure behind closed doors The hunter behind the trees

She was the one with the broken smile She was the one that was worth my time Now that's done, she was the one Now that she gone, I know that I'm wrong I gotta go right now that's all Nothing to it don't expect no call Y'all been plotting on me, praying I