La la la la Can't calm down, stalker's round, yeah Can't make a sound, you force my love out Scared in your arms And I know it's a no, no, how I'm feeling for you I can't rid him of my sheets Pain wants me to let go Hurts so much that it's sweet How does

(Oh) the thunder, Hell or Glory I don't want anything in between Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes Daddy said, "you gotta show the world the thunder!" Life's just a pay stub on death Only less diligent

I'll be your femmebot Like it or not I-I-I short circuit You make me lose control It's automatic You push my buttons See-e-e-e how I work it I-I-I-I get what I want The way you look at me

I want you here with me Like how I pictured it Is it too much to ask for something great? So I don't have to keep imagining Come on, jump out at me Come on, bring everything You're all I want So much it's hurting One day you'll come into my world and say

Ain't no good to hide It isn't easy to show What I'm feeling inside, girl It isn't easy, I know But there was something about you (I want you to know) It brought a change over me (it's starting to show) When you believe in a man like me I've got this

Just another day for where were you when Just another scrap for this vulture's pen Aftermath won't add up or end Death's the bestseller again This is what we want, you know how to get it Bring it on home, rub our faces in it Give us something shocking,

How long it will take you to reach the stars? No ? where you are No one could escape it, and hold it right No had no companion, and you were right It's you that I want, it's you that ? No one for the taking, it will be mine No ? seven stars, seven stars.

But stay off of my blue suede shoes Well, you can do anything Step on my blue suede shoes Well, it's one for the money Two for the show Three to get ready But don't you Well do anything that you want to do

You don't know What you do to me lately Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers I got so much love for ya Want you to know How much that I fuck with you, oh Wanna roll one up for ya Want you to come to the back of the club It's a gang thing, it's

I'm old fashioned But I don't mind it That's how I want to be As long as you agree To stay old fashioned with me I am not such a clever one About the latest fads I admit I was never one Adored by local lads Not that I ever try to be a saint