How did we end up talking in the first place You said you liked my Cobain shirt Now we're walking back to your place You're telling me how you love that song About living on a prayer I'm pretty sure that we're halfway there And when I wake up next to you

That's the story of That's the glory of love Give a little, take a little And let your little heart just cry a little Y'all, I know what I'm talking about Sigh a little, yeah, cry just a little And let that old wind just blow right on by a little, yeah I

Lady writer on the TV Just the way that her hair fell down around her face Then I recall my fall from grace Another time, another place Talking about the Virgin Mary Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me And the lady writer on the TV Lady Writer on

I'm talking to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talking to my own reflection Mirror, mirror on the wall Think I'm in love, 'cause you so sexy Boy, I ain't talking 'bout you, I'm talking to my own reflection Ooh ooh ooh ooh It ain't

What do you want? Where are you? I'm leaving this damn courthouse, walking back to my hotel. What do you want? Well, you look really cute in your suit Man, what the fuck you talking about I look cute in this suit?! I'm only wearing this goddamn suit

(Men Talking) You know what I'm sayin though, yo I been hearin shit about this kid X, man I think that nigga bullshit(Yeah) word up,I been hearin mad shit about he be robbin niggaz and shit, (Yeah what you know about that),I'm just sayin man, what people

But I'm a man of the woods, it's my pride I brag about you to anyone outside I'm sorry baby, you know I tried I hear the making up's fun But then your hands talking, fingers walking, down your legs Say "Where's the faucet?" Someone's knocking like they

Everybody knew we brought the party We were always getting something started Weren't worried 'bout the consequences I'm pretty sure they're still talking 'bout us I can't tell you everything but I'll tell you one They won't forget about us All our

I'm a W.O.M.A.N. Oh, oh, oh yeah, oh Talking about you, a man Always ready to go When it come to movin' daddy Baby, you're almost gold You ain't got nothin' in your pocket

I can feel it on your mind C'mon, you're talking about it around the house C'mon, uh, baby I love to hear your mouth We've had a conversation, but you know that's just a fraction What you wanna say about me Is I'm all talk, and no action C'mon, you hear