I can tell baby, I can tell No you don’t tell You ain't told no tales, you ain't told no tales I can tell ‘bout the night tales and the dry spells All the wrong ones and the right things to stay away from And how we took off and how we on top And how we

When I'm up I can't get down Can't get down, can't get level Get my feet back on the ground I am the fountain of affection I'm the instrument of joy And to keep the good times rolling I'm the boy, I'm the boy, You know the world could be our oyster, You

I've seen what you can do I've seen you make miracles and hopeless dreams come true You made the heavens and the stars Everything; come on, how hard could it be To make her love me? You waved your hand and it was done Said, "Let it be" and there it was A

Don't run away Don't slip away my dear Why can't you stay? Ooh make love to me One more time Before you go away Ooh, my love Come home to me Just for a while

Every time I see you I can't look away and I can't pass through You're like an early morning Monday Bringing me down messing with my mood I'd love to say I could hold myself together But I can't help but come unglued You're like a wreck out on the

Tired as fuck The Greedy Palace has been keeping me up See now then Or get so high that you can't let go I only had to tilt the paddle toward my chin Can't and won't you will and can It's so hard to wonder why when you don't feel worthy of Being aloft,

When your heart's not open Mm, if I could melt your heart Mm, we'd never be apart Mm, give yourself to me Mm, you hold the key You're frozen You only see what your eyes want to see How can life be what you want it to be You're so consumed with how much

Dancing through our house With the ghost of you So I drown it out like I always do With a shot of truth And I chase it down To know things like love Too young, too dumb Here I am waking up Still can't sleep on your side

As long as you're a black man, you're an African So don't care where you come from No mind your nationality You've got the identity of an African Don't care where you come from You have got the identity of an African 'Cause if you come from Clarendon

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Just a little bit Now make it clap You know what to do with that big fat butt Hot damn it Your booty like two planets Go head, and go ham sandwich Woah, I can't stand it 'Cause you know what to do with that big fat butt