I was put upon this earth I was doing fine without it Now I can't walk alone I can't walk alone I think you were wrong You said I can't love Not by any God or master To know you somehow In some bar someday

Girl you know we got the time Got that pussy on my mind Later on, what are we doing? I know you're ready, show that ass Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory (Yeah, bet I make that

Hey Nas, how ya doin'? Take my name, and my number But let's take, it, slow Point out my enemies, a girl who's into me But not a hype chick someone with proper energy Meanwhile, we'll be groovin' I can be, what you said That you need, I can be, all that

If you see him If you see her If you see him, tell him I wish him well How am I doing Well, sometimes it's hard to tell I still miss him more than ever But please don't say a word If you see her, tell her I'm doing fine And if you want to

Barefoot, blue jean night (Whoa-oh) We were shinin' like lighters in the dark In the middle of a rock show (Whoa-oh) We were doin' it right (Whoa-oh) We were comin' alive (Whoa-oh) Never gonna grow up (Whoa-oh) Never gonna slow down (Whoa-oh) Yeah,

Come with me to the dance floor You and me 'cause that's what it's for Show me now what is it And the music in the house We got to be doing You got to be doing And the music in the house, do it! And the music in the house, so

This is as far as it goes This the end of the road This the end of the rope The other end at her throat It's suicidal she wrote We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma This is the end of the show, it's over This is the end of her show, it's over We don't love

You could be doing anything you dream of If you believe in the things that make you strong Maybe, I know it's just maybe And we're only dreaming For how this will go, o-o-oh We could be doing anything that we love Just be carried by the way the wind

How do we get back to love? Baby, back to love Tired of all these wars, dwelling in the past Searching for the honesty in all that jazz What are we here for, what are we doing? Last time I checked, thought it was screwin' Girl, and when I think of me and

You're beautiful, beautiful, you should know it I think it's time, think it's time that you show it Well baby what you doing? where you at? where you at? Why you acting so shy? holding back, holding back We're not the only ones doing it like that, it