Don't you wanna stay here a little while Don't you wanna stay Don't you wanna hold each other tight Don't you wanna fall asleep with me tonight We can make forever feel this way I really hate to let this moment go Touching your skin and your hair falling

I like when you whisper softly Things only I should hear That lead me on I like the way that you smile at me Make me feel like nothing Can go wrong Tell me this will last forever Don't you ever leave

Don't we get a little Get a little Don't we get a little high Get a little high, high So why, why? Don't we get a little high, high? You don't have to be so cautious If you practice what you preach

Sex me, don't caress me I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski" Get flee in a white tee You can't be my wifey, you're just like me Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, yeah Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah

Don't worry (easy you brain), about a thing (do you hear what we say) Every little thing is gonna be alright (Well listen we again) We know life is such a heavy load Well easy don't worry all you life away You saying a lot of prayers to the devil I say,

For the sinner, God is ready God is ready, when you're ready We don’t need no truth, got planted now It grows on trees I don’t let it or 8 side loose There’s no saint and there’s no sinner Done more dirt than these I know that we can do more right that

I just can't let go, go Baby don't you worry, I don't know where to start Should I listen to the voices in my brain or my heart? I must find a way to say that when all is said and done I broke it down but your heart was sore It's gonna take much more to

All of this doubt We get to work it out When you don't know where you belong I'm the one who turns you on And nothin' seems to matter Day and night black and white You take it all for granted I'm the one who's holding on It's alright to be wrong

It just come natural And I love you It's what I was born to do Don't have to think it through Baby, it's so easy loving you Sun shines, clouds rain Train whistles blow and guitars play Preachers preach, farmers plow Wishes go up, and the world goes round

Baby, please don't go Well your man down gone Stop being the dog Baby, please don't go down to New Orleans You know I love you so, baby please don't go Well your man down gone down to County Farm He's got the shackles on, baby please don't go Stop being