And I pray they'll find the answer That there's a way to right the wrong And lord while your listen Some troubles of my own I got problems right here at home Fires are burning, up the forests Down along the Amazon There's children starving in Guatemala

Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night And I’ve only got to work until the day I’ve got a message to send back home Saying, Mama, I just had to be away Saying, Mama, sorry I had to leave Mama, sorry I had to leave I have to work another night shift I

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots uh uh uh uh 'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night And a thousand times I've seen this road A thousand times But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in

It’s Saturday night And the city never sleeps I got a clean t-shirt and a shot of cologne We’re way too young to be sitting at home on Baby why shouldn't we It’s been a long week

Yeah, I'm so sorry He's in the corner growlin' or layin' down Yeah, I stop by my baby's house He start jumpin' from wall to wall Yeah, my woman got a crosseyed cat Livin' there with her in her home I got to leave my woman alone I got to leave my baby

I keep telling myself I'm not the desperate type Sitting out dances on the wall Trying to forget everything that isn't you I'm not going home alone 'Cause I don't do too well on my own But you've got me looking in through blinds I'm sleeping my way out

All she needed was some At a Clippers' game on the court-side Watch a nigga' shoot like a .4-5 They mad at me, too, I got more fire Why these bitches see you "go home, Roger" (Go home, Roger) Tia and Tamara in my bed I'm a smart guy I ain't fucking with

You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to be this way It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets

Oh oh oh, I'm on fire Woo ooh ooh Hey little girl, is your daddy home? Did he go away and leave you all alone? Mhmm I got a bad desire Tell me now, baby, is he good to you? And can he do to you the things that I do? Oh no I can take you higher Sometimes

We can make it tonight I'm counting on you Gotta know -- the time has come to follow through Drive straight through the night Just hold on -- we can make it home before daylight There's a voice inside you And you know it can't be wrong So break away from