All the way down Let it ride Gotta check it out Out on the street The summer heat Boys playing games Changing their names Pulling tricks Getting their kicks

When will you call? Now we're through Call me! Call me! Call! I can't sleep, and I can't eat And I won't until I hear your voice Gotta start a new life without you Call me lady, call me when you get a chance Three in the morn, tossing and turning

Really heavy shit Ion't gotta check the balance It keep adding up Count it (hoe) Count it (bitch) Really gettin' hard to count it (hoe) Blue bands in my luggage Wrist is bluebell with the ice hoe (ice hoe)

I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside You gotta roll with it You gotta take your time You gotta say what you say 'Cause it's all too much for me to take Don't let anybody get in your way Don't ever stand aside Don't ever be denied You wanna be who

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na Why did you listen to that man, that man's a balloon Won't you come here and stay with me Why don't you come here and stay with me Oh, you gotta get out and get back to me John, you gotta get out and get back to me I'm getting

Why so sad? Walking around with them blue faces She said I’m down on my luck And it’s something I gotta have I hit the bank today and told them color me bad Get that new money, and it’s breaking me down honey Two tears in the bucket I cry with you But I

That's got my name on it It's gonna get wild tonight Gotta get that mixture right DJ and a dance floor Can't stop, we want more There's a good time going down And a getting loud rowdy crowd Last call at three in the morning There's a four by four,

Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah Crazy little thing called love This thing called love, I just can't handle it This thing called love, I must get round to it I ain't ready I gotta be cool, relax, get hip And get on my track's And take a long

You gotta love someone (hey, yeah) You gotta love someone Ever since the day that I met you I knew you weren't the one But nothing ever stops me from forgetting Packing all my shit and moving on (hey, yeah) I don't know what you've been told Or what they

And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches Needle and the thread You watch me bleed until I can't breathe I'm tripping over myself Gotta get you out of my head Gonna wind up dead Got a feeling that I'm going under But I know that I'll