Show mi di Go Go wine gyal Wine your waist inna timin' baby Like yuh nuh have nuh spine gyal (Show mi di) Gyal, mi love how you style di place Up and down, like a yo-yo Like yuh nah have nuh spine gyal Mi love how you wine yuh waist (wine yuh waist)

Like a little black dress Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess) Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city Oh, three, two, one Oh, baby you're a classic You're a faded moon And oh, baby you're a classic

That's just like you to tell me I've nothing to fear Now it's easy for me to see It couldn't be that easy It'd have to be much harder You baby were like the sky You held me up to let me fly I am a broken house I'm holding on to broken vows

I never heard a single word about you Falling in love wasn't my plan I never thought that I would be your lover Come on baby just understand This is real One, two, three, four This is it, here I stand

This is how we roll We stay in the street And get it all wee 'cause We gotta get out The party don't end Every weekend Turn up, baby, burn up Again and again We rollin', we rollin', we rollin'

Na na na na When you're ready come and get it When you're ready When you're ready, ready I'm not too shy to show I love you, I got no regrets. So baby whenever you're ready You ain't gotta worry, it's an open invitation I'll be sittin' right here, real

Clap for her, clap for her Saying hey-ey-ey I love the way she make Baby girl, keep doing you, how you do, I love the way you move Girl, they don't make like you no more 'Cause they don't make like you no more hey-ey They don't make em like you Here's a

Let’s get caught in the moment (let’s get caught in the moment) So don’t let me down You made those promises Don’t take em back now Don’t let me down Let’s get caught in the moment (caught in the moment) Say baby, Imma wake up for you Imma have my way

Let me up, baby, I've had enough When I fell for you, baby I really met my match You use me, abuse me But I keep comin' back It never seems to matter What we fight about I'm the one who winds up Down for the count I love ya, I want ya

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