To my sweet home Chicago Back to the land of California Oh, baby don't you want to go? Baby don't you want to go? Now one and one is two Two and two is four I'm heavy loaded, baby I'm booked, I gotta go Cryin' baby

This is what makes us girls This is what makes us girls now, baby We don't look for heaven and we put our love first Somethin' that we'd die for it's a curse Don't cry about it, don't cry about it It's all gonna happen Sweet sixteen and we had arrived We

Cry baby, cry baby You're mine, motherfucker Do you leave your "throne" as you cast your stones? I'm above living under your microscope I'm not broken, so don't fix me Tell me what you've lost, hang me on your cross If you're so wise, then why are you so

You don't know it now Baby save up all your tears You might need them someday When the tears start to fall I won't wipe them away When you cry in the night For the love that you need Baby, save up your tears 'Cause you'll be crying over me

'Cause every tear that flows falls into the ocean And rises to the sky And then the rain will come Right before the sun shines It's your turn to cry baby cry (Don't cry no more) Going back to the memories Reminiscing bout you and me Thinking how it used

I'm walkin' out the door with you on my mind I walked into the street, talkin' to myself I met a brand new girl, phone to make a date You say you love me, baby, don't know what to do But every step away from you, I feel like cryin' No matter what my

I sit and cry and sing the blues Oh, no one to depend on Oh, I've got no one to have fun with Since my baby's love had been done with Well, I don't know what to do Well, no one to call me sweet names And my heart is filled with pain Oh, I only think of

Go away, go away, go away Don't come back here anymore Cold hearted girl Don't hurt me like this anymore I'm waiting by outside your door Saying, "Baby, can we talk?" Stupid boy, you keep on begging but I won't let you in You keep on crying but you know

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Ya, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying

I can't lie I sometimes cry when I think of how it used to be I keep my friends with me, I stay busy and I don't get much sleep Baby, that's how I'm doin' since you did what you done to me What you done to me How am I doin' since you did what you done to