Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

Hula, hula hoop Hula cintura dura, dura Hula, cintura y nos fuimos Hula, cintura dura, dura Rómpele, duro, duro Rompe, que rompe, que rómpele Rómpele, hula, hula Hula cintura y nos fuimos

She's harder to handle than you think son You feel safe when you're with her Think twice before you pull the trigger She feels good in your hand from the first little spark But guns shoot bullets and bullets break hearts Heartbreak's a bitch She'll kill

Dear father forsaken, you knew what you were doing Yeah, in ruin, yeah A childhood innocence was drowned in your tears The demons that you fought are feeding your fears The poisoned secrets of your life stand revealed The truth destroys you, its no

Love is careless in its choosing Sweeping over cross a baby Love descends on those defenseless Idiot love will spark the fusion Inspirations have I none Just to touch the flaming dove All I have is my love of love And love is not loving Stone love, she

I fall in love too easily I fall in love too fast And I fall in love too terribly hard For love to last My heart should be well schooled 'Cause I've been fooled Oh I've been fooled by you in the past I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's

Walk this way, walk this way See-saw swingin' with the boys in the school With your feet flyin' up in the air Singin' hey diddle-diddle with the kitty in the middle You be swingin' like you just didn't care So I took a big chance at the high school dance

Choose your battles, babe I am not fighting anymore If you wanna go, then go If you wanna stay then stay 'Cause I don't wanna fight no more, baby Why you trying to make me your enemy All I really need is a little peace I just wanna be your lover Oh, this

No food on my table And no shoes to go on my feet Hard times, hard times Hard times seem like a jealous thing My children cry for mercy They got no place to call your own If someone don't help me And I just can't be around three months long No shoes on

I called time out it was too late My coach never gave me a chance he’s always blowing his whistle at me Put me in your game and I promise not to shoot a three I’ll stick with twos I don’t wanna make a steal unless you make a pass I’ll never personal foul