It's a what, it's a, it's a what And baby, we could keep going 'cause you already knowin' That you'd never stop the show until you see the lights (Woo!) And the lights ain't on right now I can't even see what's going on right now This could be our little

I can show you how to slow dance And we can take it slow and How did you go from being a mama's boy to a ladies' man? I'm not goin' home with you tonight We can take it slow and But you can hold my hand You're tall, dark and handsome You're charming and

Ladade ladada ladada Singing in the shower You light me up inside Whenever your around I always seem to smile And people ask me how Well your the reason why I'm dancing in the mirror and singing in the shower Thinkin' of ya when I'm goin' to bed

And she knew Going on with the show Come on baby Frankie died just the other night Some say it was suicide But we know How the story goes With his six string knife And his street wise pride

No-one is going to take me alive Time has come to make things right You and I must fight for our rights You and I must fight to survive Come ride with me Through the veins of history I'll show you why god Falls asleep on the job And how can we win,

No one's going to take me alive Time has come to make things right You and I must fight for our rights You and I must fight to survive Come ride with me Through the veins of history I'll show you a God Falls asleep on the job And how can we win,

Why does love got to be so sad? Got to find me a way To take me back to yesterday. How can I ever hope to forget you? Won't you show me a place Where I can hide my lonely face? I know you're going to break my heart if I let you. Like a moth to a flame,

I know what you going through That nigga ain't me Girl you know He don't hold you down I just wanna show you I know what you going through (Oooh) Girl that nigga ain't me naw Down like he suppose to

No way, no way Never goin' home, n-n-never goin' home One way ticket 'cause I had to show yah Flow so sick, make you catch pneumonia I'm never goin' home, n-n-never goin' home So who's gonna tell me I can't do Anything I put my mind to Now I ain't tryna

Wait by the door, and light a cigarette If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll Don't that sound like a real man? I'm going to show him what little girls are made of