Nobody loves me like you do What if I never met you? Funny how life just falls in place somehow Ooh, you touched my heart in places That I never even knew Nobody loves me (Nobody loves me) Like a candle Burning bright

Can't nobody do your body like my body I'm sorry, your mama know what it is I'll write your name on the living room wall There she go looking like my future baby mama I'm about to give her all of her grandkids Singin' there she go looking like my future

I don't know what it is She's got a way about her But I know that I can't live without her She's got a smile that heals me I don't know why it is But I have to laugh when she reveals me She comes to me when I'm feelin' down Inspires me without a sound

I don't care anymore, I don't care anymore I don't care anymore I don't care what you say I got better things to do with my time Well you can tell everyone I'm a down disgrace Drag my name all over the place You can tell everybody 'bout the state I'm in

All you want is what you can't get back Once you let it go, then you know what you have Don't hold a candle to what you had Sometimes what you think you'll find It ain't quite what real life has in store So be careful what you wish for Don't know what

C'mon and love me 'Cause I just can't wait Lady, won't you take me down to my knees You can do what you please She's a dancer, a romancer I'm a Capricorn and she's a Cancer She saw my picture in a music magazine When she met me, said she'd get me Touched

It's a passion, and emotion, it's a fashion, Burlesque It'll move you, goin' through you, so do what I do, Burlesque Can you feel me, can you feel it? It's Burlesque. E-X-P-R-E-S-S, love, sex Ladies no regrets Can you imagine what would happen if I let

Rain rings trash can bells And what do you know My alley becomes a cathedral Eyes can be archways To enter or leave by Vacuums replaced by a crystal Jesus don't let Toronto take my song away It's easy to love if You let yourself love it

When it's rainin' on Sunday And pray that it's rainin' on Sunday, Stormin' like crazy, We'll hide under the covers all afternoon And baby whatever comes on Monday can take care of itself Cause we've got better things that we can do It ticks just like a

It's sad, so sad What do I do when lightning strikes me? What have I got to do to be heard? It's a sad, sad situation And it's getting more and more absurd Why can't we talk it over? Oh, it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word What have I