Somewhere nice we can be alone Don't be sad when the sun goes down You'll wake up and I'm not around We'll still have the summer after all Hey there summer boy Let's get lost you can take me home Bikini tops, coming off Ive got to go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

She kept the hotel key Slipped it in her purse I guess it makes her think of me And that night we left our hearts on our sleeves and the clothes all over the floor We both know we can't open the door no more Well it was down some street we couldn't even

Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go down to the lake of fire and fry Won't see 'em again till the fourth of July I knew a lady who came from Duluth She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to

I fought the war but the war won Monster hospital, can you please release me? You hold my hands down, I've been bad. You hold my arms down, I've been bad. I've been bad, I've been bad. Monster movie, Daddy Warbucks up against Bobby Fuller And he beat him

You could be that You could be that girl And I can see that good girl gone bad Well I'm looking for a bonnie Lookin' for a p.I.C A 'lil partner in crime come hell or high water she's down she's ridin' with me 'Lil miss watch for blue lights While I

Do your thang (go), do your thang (go) Lil' Sally Walker walkin' down the street She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me I said go on, girl, do your thang (go) Go on, girl, do your thang (go), do your thang (go), stop (go) Go on, girl,

'Til we ain't strangers anymore It would be so easy We're not strangers anymore It might be hard to be lovers But it's harder to be friends Baby pull down the covers It's time you let me in Maybe light a couple candles I'll just go ahead and lock the door

Here comes the knockout I'm throwing down My time is right now (Ayy ayy ayy) Turning your lights out Until the last round Go start a fire, go start a fight No regrets, this is your life Sticking out my chin

You ought to see her when she's on You ought to see her when she's on that leather couch She turns every head coming down the sidewalk In that red sundress that she just bought Causing a traffic jam on a green light A string of pearls showing off her

"Now let me take a trip down memory lane" "Comin' outta Queensbridge" I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggas, then I be dissin' a Unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of Kooley High,