Must be love on the brain And I can't get enough Don't you stop loving me (loving me) Don't quit loving me (loving me) Just start loving me (loving me) Just to get close to you Can we burn something, babe? And I run for for miles just to get a taste That's

Join the party, I can provide the army Join the party! Come and hear the voice of the man they call the Trojan Horse Ride on the outside, with inner force Throw you off course, of course, you missed the runway We mash, like the first kickoff, on a Sunday

I ain't as good as I once was, But I'm as good once, as I ever was. But there was a time, Back in my prime, I ain't as good once was, She said I've seen you in here before, I said I've been here a time or two, She said hello my name is Bobbi Jo Meet my

That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful It could be a spoonful of tea But one little spoon of your precious love Is good enough for for me Men lie about that spoonful Some cry about that spoonful Some die about that spoonful Everybody fight about a spoonful It

'Til I get a little more from you baby I'm not fallin' in love with ya, I'm not fallin' in love Oh, get a little more from you babe I'm waiting for for something, always waiting And I'm not fallin' in love with ya, I'm not fallin' in love Now you've been

I know I can't get you home No I, I can't feel the heat So I can treat you better (Keep together, stand on together) Bring the heat Doing all that I can for for you To be a woman and man, Yet don't let it catch you,

It's hard enough being alone Sitting here by the phone Waiting for for my memories To come and play It's hard enough sitting there Rockin' in your rockin' chair It's all too much for for me to take When you're not there I'm older than I wish to be

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

I'll go to sleep tomorrow I'll go to sleep When pillow talks turn to pillow fights Remember before you say goodnight To make up before you go to sleep So pillow fights turn to pillow dreams (I'll go to sleep) (I'll go to sleep tomorrow)

Can you save my heavy dirty soul? Can you save Can you save my For For me, for me, oh Gangsters don't cry Therefore, therefore I'm Mr. Misty-eye, therefore I'm Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit Can you save my, save my