Who made who, who made you? Who made who, ain't nobody told you? Who made who, who made you? If you made them and they made you Who picked up the bill, and who made who? The video game says "play me" Face it on a level but it takes you every time on a

Darling, I love the things you say In your own sweet gentle way Talk to me, talk to me Talk to me, baby, talk to me Let me hear, baby, tell me dear Tell me you love me so Talk to me now, baby, talk to me Tell me why, I got to know The many ways you speak

Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall A creepy little sneaky little fly on the wall All my precious secrets, yeah You'd know them all You always second guess, wonderin You don't understand what it is That makes me tick But you wish you did

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

I don't care! I don't care! It's been an awful long time since I been home, But you won't catch me goin' back down there alone. Things they said when I was young are quite enough to get me hung. They came and took my dad away to serve some time, But it

Well now, ooh wee baby, you know I declare, you sure look fine Now baby, when you walk you know you shake like a willow tree Let me love you baby, let me love you baby I give it all I own just for a little bit of your love Well, a girl like you a make a

Beauty fades, death decays Fires on high, reach the sky Branches break Roots remain Strong in mind And the sky opened up and it swallowed us whole All that's left is time and healing underground Underneath us the cosmic dawn of war begins

(Go ahead baby and) Do it I'm `bout to do it for ya This joint has got me open Show me what you got I got a new one for ya I like the way that sounds I like to break it down Ooh that's my favorite song

When your long day is over And you can barely drag your feet The weight of the world Is on your shoulders I know what you need Bring it on home to me You've got someone here Wants to make it all right

We can't wait 'til tomorrow You gotta know that this is real, baby why you wanna fight it? I knew that when I met you, I'm not gonna let you runaway (And we're all just runaways) Blonde hair blowin' in the summer wind A blue-eyed girl playing in the sand