Fuck what they heard, tell 'em, mind they business If you want it, baby, I'll go and get it Treat it like a pony, the way you ride that shit Know you love a nigga, you ain't gotta hide that shit Get in that pussy and I'm never leavin' with it You a real

Slow wind for me Will you wind for me Let's get together Girl I want to be alone with you Just To See what you can do Ow you're dancin' all over me Baby this is like some kind of fantasy

Don't know what it is that I gotta do But something that do I'd get another drink if I wanted to I would get another girl But I can't get, I can't get, I can't get you I can't get, I can't get, I can't get you I get bored, I get drunk I get drunk, I get

When I am with her, I am glad the boy who's with her Is nobody else but me She thinks I'm grand, that's grand for me She may be wrong but if we get along "What do we care?", say we Walking on the shore, swimming in the sea I want to be no one but me I am

And the sun is gonna shine Every winter was a war she said I want to get what's mine Jezebel wasn't born with a silver spoon in her mouth She probably had less than every one of us But when she knew how to walk she knew How to bring the house down Can't

Move on (move on) If I want to move on If I want to move on (move on) I got high to forget you I feel pain, I don't want to But I have to, yeah, I have to I wish Tracy Chapman was my friend She would know exactly what to say

Do you believe in foresight? No matter what, you can't take what I've been through Imagine if I never went through what I went through Came, up, uh Ay, I want more Until I get it I won't slow I'm on tour Opening some brand new doors

Oh, baby, I want to come home to you Baby, I got to get home to you Days and nights feeling so blue Lord, I just don't know what I'm gonna do Oh, baby, I wanna come home Oh, baby, I you're one thousand miles away Baby, you're just one thousand miles away

How do you want to be remembered? Being rich? Yeah, yeah, uh Visions of seeing my self as some what different Reality got me feeling indifferent I'm lifting this weight of my shoulders But how older I get I reload the clip and sip on something I feel

Discotheque (Boom Cha) (Boom Cha) Discotheque (I can't get, I can't, not enough) You know you're chewing bubblegum You know what that is But you still want some You just can't get enough Of that lovie dovie stuff