I see your true colors And that's why I love you I last saw you laughing This world makes you crazy And you've taken all you can bear Just call me up 'Cause I will always be there And I see your true colors Shining through

What's mine is yours Every breathe I take, every choice I make It might sound crazy All my pain, washed away, in the blink of an eye Yeah, you saved me You got all of me and I don't need it anymore What's mine is yours (what's mine is yours) Wasn't

Ghost horses We ride tonight Come on, come on You and whose army? You and your cronies Come on if you think You can take us on You think you drive me crazy Holy Roman empire

Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen Heating it up behind a high beam Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night

Don't you worry baby I'm like Detroit, I'm crazy Detroit, I'm crazy I'm like Funkadelic said it best I think you know the rest Time don't stand a chance against this motor madness Find me in the suburbs and The shadow of decay Rolling rings of rubber and

I can see my baby swinging His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up On the balcony and I'm singing I can see my sweet boy swaying He's crazy Cubano como yo, la la Move baby, move baby, I'm in love Ooh baby, ooh baby, I'm in love On the balcony and

They can't tell me nothing about no you Can't tell me nothing about how we do Crazy love, oh yeah They say love and insanity Are somewhat related Is truly the greatest Though sometimes we hate it

Life of a Don, lights keep glowing Coming in the club with that fresh **** on With something crazy on my arm Uh-uh-hum, and here's another hit, Barry Bonds We outta here baby! It's what you all been waiting for ain't it? What people pay paper for damn

Wild nights, hot and crazy days Can you feel the beat Everybody's rockin' in the summer heat As the sun goes down Well deep down inside For those wild nights, hot and crazy days I'm gonna break-out I'm gonna drive my car

You make me sick They make me sick I know I feel you, that' I want you and I'm hating it Got me lit like a candlestick Get too hot when you touch the tip, I'm feeling it, I gotta getta grip And it's driving me crazy baby don't you quit Can't get enough