I been doin' fine without you Forgettin' all the love we once knew And girl, I ain't the one that slammed that door But now you say you've changed your thinkin' But I ain't got a heart for breakin' So go and pick your bags up off my floor 'Cause love

Love gun, (love gun), love gun Love gun, (love gun) No place for hidin' baby, no place to run You pull the trigger of my I really love you baby, I love what you've got Let's get together, we can get hot No more tomorrow, baby time is today Girl, I can

Come get it bae You wanna ride it, my motorcycle You've got a license, have you got the right to Gonna pop a wheelie, don't try too high too Take it easy on the clutch, 'cause girl I like you I can do anything you need None of them boys know the first

Whatever you got, I want Where there's a will there's a way Even with the games you play Girl, you've got a one-track mind Whatever you want, I'll give to you Whatever it takes I'm willing to do, girl Your eyes speak

Give me all your love and give me your love L-U-V Madonna Y-O-U You wanna Don't play the stupid game Cause I'm a different kind of girl Every record sounds the same You've got to step into my world Give me all your love today Let's forget about time

Shock dat monkey Get the monkey up off your back When you know that it's good And you know that it's hot All the girlies want a piece of what you've got When a man is a man And it's all in his face He's 'gon jump all on it

I'm so I'm so I'm so I'm so I'm so proud of you Everything's adding up, you've been through hell and back I know things get hard, but girl, you got it, girl, you got it, there you go Can't you tell by how they looking at you everywhere you go? Wondering

Girl I need all your love right now, but I'll wait 'Cause I don't wanna seem like I'm hatin' Baby girl, I really ain't hatin' You've got options and I'm here to let you know You got options, bae Yeah you got options, bae Know you got options, bae PARTY

Cold wind blowing over your private parts I know a lack you've got and it makes a strong case for art billboard breasts, they Don't have a face, I know that fact you've got, no girl could ever trace lionized, smoking just a little too violently I know

Private Eyes They're watching you They see your every move They're watching you watching You watching you watching you I see you, you see me Watch you blowin' the lines When you're making a scene Oh girl, you've got to know