These words, you will be mine These words, you will be mine, all the time I don't know why you're mean to me When I call on the telephone And I don't know what you mean to me But I want to turn you on Turn you up, figure you out I want to take you on

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Yeah, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother

It's as simple as something that nobody knows that Her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes On the feet of the queen of the hearts of the cards And her feet are infested with tar balls and La da da da da da You go with the flow You don't stop If you would

Please don't be angry with me cause I've gone away I've told you about your mistakes But you didn't hear a word I said I'm so tired of worrying I don't know just what to do I'm sorry baby I just can't put up with you I've tried to please you But you just

You don't know how it feels To be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way Because there's not much more that I can fake This

Don't lie to me Don't push me 'round Don't cross me babe I know where you been And I know what you been doing I don't like that Now, I'm telling you Who says you would? Just making sure

Don't you worry girl You know that I'm coming back for you I'll be back for you So you better wait up Keeping the bed warm for me All night putting your whisper on me Coming back for you, yeah When you close your eyes

You say that you want me I hope that you do Cause tell me just where I would be in this world Without someone like you When you say that you need me Like only you can Oh baby you don't really know what you've done To the heart of this man So baby tonight

I am, a back door man Well the, men don't know, but little girls understand Well the, men don't know, but the little girls understand When everybody's tryin' to sleep I'm somewhere making my, midnight creep Yes in the morning, when the rooster crow

All or nothing If you go all in, you got a lot to lose, my friend If you say "all in", you don't get to choose again You know what you're doing, but the clock is ticking Give it your best and then you're onto something And keeps on getting closer, closer