Every time you scream at me I wanna kiss you I wanna touch you When we get to arguing Just gotta kiss you Baby, I don't know why it's like that But you're just so damn sexy Could it be the little wrinkle over your nose When you make your angry face

Don't be cruel to who a heart that's true I don't want no other love Baby it's just you I'm thinking of You know I can be found Sitting home all alone If you can't come around At least please telephone Baby, if I made you mad For something I might have

Baby I love making love in front of a mirror (in front of a mirror) So that that I can watch you enjoying me (baby tonight) Baby tonight lets try in front of a mirror (in front of a mirror) Watching ourselves make love Girl why don't we I must be honest

How do I get back to you Get back to you Tell me baby I don't know where to begin Is there nothing I can do To change the state I'm in And I know I've made a mess of it Every promise betrayed You say that I'll never change

Tell the children the truth Rebel, rebel! Come on and tell the children the truth We refuse to be What you wanted us to be We are what we are That's the way it's going to be, if you don't know You can't educate I For no equal opportunity (talkin' 'bout

Gettin freaky in the club (Get freaky) Girl let me see your body go la la Now back that thing up and make it go boomba Come on baby The way you windin' it girl don't stop Gettin' freaky in the club

'Cause if you like the way you look that much Oh baby you should go and love yourself And if you think that I'm still holdin' on to somethin' You should go and love yourself I don't but, you still hit my phone up And baby I be movin' on and I think you

We're made to be together Don't you leave me girl I can't let you go I won't let you leave. One thing that I know Is that baby you were made for me for sure My life is in your hands, I live to be your man So baby no, no don't go, don't go Girl if you

You want a real one If you gotta man (that nigga weak) 'cause You over there starin' (I see you starin' at a nigga babe) At me, at me, yeah I guess your nigga too lame, huh? I don't really care if (I don't care bout you nigga baby) Girl I bet you want a

When it's sunny in Seattle and it's snowing down in New Orleans And them boys from Amarillo stop wearin' those boots and jeans When Memphis ain't got the blues That's when I'll stop lovin' you Baby, I don't mind you askin' If there's gonna come a day