There's just some things that can't be replaced Woah, all the money in the world won't ever buy What you miss, what you want back It'd be nice, but life don't work like that You can get damn close, but it won't ever be the same Woah, no matter how hard

Who you gonna call When your road runs out at the sea You can turn around and walk back to me Where you gonna go What ya gonna do when you get there You know you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do When you get tired of runnin' June fell

Come on, baby, give me a little more you I know I never can get enough Don't hold back one bit of your love Strong and steady for ya, I'm all ready Come on, baby, give me a little more Don't you want to dive on in? Yeah, the water feels right Dancing on

When this war is over It will be a better day But it won't bring back Those poor boys in their graves Ain't no sense in no action Killin' people all the time When it happens on the street We call that a crime Man, he can get along

Put our heads together and think on it Maybe later on we can sleep on it But for right now Girl we just need to drink on it Hey girl, hey where ya goin' Come back and sit back down You look too good to be heading home so early now You say you gotta work

So far away How I miss you every single day When I see you on those streets Tell me there's a river I can swim that will bring you back to me 'Cause I don't know how to love someone else I don't know how to forget your face God, I miss you every single

Might as well jump, jump I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Can't you see what I mean? Can't you see me standin' here Go ahead and jump, jump Go ahead jump, jump I get up, and nothin' ever gets me down You got it

You got to come back for more Hey little thing, let me light your candle' Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Once it come along a dime by the dozen Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light

Ay can’t stop getting paper Ay can’t stop rollin' papers Ay LSD and coca Ay live la vida loca Aye she gon' feed me grapes Ay we don’t go on dates Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste Back shot back shot back shot back shot right behind the

Till you get back wit him, it don't change (Can't help but wait) Till you see that wit me, it ain't the same (Can't help but wait) Till you, see you, for what you really are (Baby girl you are a star) And I can't help but wait Even tho I know I'll treat