What you see is what you get (don't you know) Fishing for the answer with a line and sinker Look at me and don't forget (don't you know) Hard to get a grip with all these broken fingers Everybody needs some sympathy Santa seemed to miss my chimney So set

Sometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of

Sometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of

She gets everything she wants She gets everything for free She will fuck up your whole life With her little Gucci coochie Getting real paid since she livin' in L.A seem fucking bored Boy, don't touch what you can't afford

Sometimes I just don't know I get a warm summer feeling walking through the snow Even chilly darkness has the brightest glow And I just love you so, sometimes I just don't know Time just seems to help this wondrous feeling grow Maybe I might wake up

Sometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of

Come on baby Are you ready for the tweekend Forget about rehab The drugs are so advanced Its a mother fucking method It dont stop Why get involved with a rockstar with a troubled history Tommy seemed to know the difference

One on one I wanna play that game tonight One on one I know I wanna play that I'm tired of playing on the team Oh it seems I don't get time out anymore What a change if we set the pace face to face No one even trying to score And oh oh I can feel the

Full of things to look back on Don't forget the little moments They're the ones that mean the most When the way home seems so far away Take 'em out and hold them close And take a picture with your father 'Cause one day he'll be gone And don't forget to

Get it out! Spit it out! Evil in ya mix Rid it out! Don't ever wanna see, what that pit about We just stomp, we just thump, we just grit it out I come from it, but it seems impossible to run from it! All the evil I did to people then none could stomach?