Cry, Cry in shame (yeah) Cry, Cry in shame (cry) Cry, Cry in shame, shame Cry, Cry in shame yes, yes, yes You said you didn't wanna love somebody else If you won't loving me oohooh baby, yeah don't you know you did me wrong yeah You kiss and you cheat like

Well now, ooh wee baby, you know I declare, you sure look fine Now baby, when you walk you know you shake like a willow tree Let me love you baby, let me love you baby I give it all I own just for a little bit of your love Well, a girl like you a make a

I wanna make this play Oh, I know your faded Mm, but stay, don't close your hands OohOoh, stay open Mm, but stay, don't close your eyes I'm a fool for that shake in your thighs I'm a fool for that sound in your sighs I'm a fool for your belly

Tutti frutti, oh rootie Wop bop a loo bop a lop bom bom! Tutti frutti, oh rootie, ooh I got a gal, named Sue, she knows just what to do Boy you don't know what she do to me Wop bop a loo bop a lop ba ba! She rock to the East, she rock to the West She is

In a world uncertain, say you'll be my stone And I will follow where this takes me And my tomorrows long to be unknown When all is shaken, be my safety (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Be my stone So much on my mind I think I think too much Read between these lines

And why should I spend time running for my life? And when the skies are open, we'll still be singing this I know they're coming for me, we're not the pitchfork kids OohOoh, ooh, it's the loneliest life that we live OohOoh, ooh, we're not running with the

Ooh OohOoh OohOoh Everywhere I look I see rain. . . Why am I here if you´re there So far away it´s not fair To be without you - like this I miss you more than you know The nights are long, The days slow Without the warmth of your kiss

You saying all the right shit Well girl I like it I'm going to make this night romantic It's yo shit (ooh baby) Come on and take advantage of it (it's yo shit) It's yo shit, it's yo shit I'm gonna like you baby And I know what you've been dreaming about

You can't ride in my little red wagon The front seat's broken and the axel's dragin' You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like And my Tony Lomas OohOoh, ah, ooh, ah So guess what? No you can't step to this backyard swagger You only love

Ooh, she may be weary And young girls, they do get wearied Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah But when she gets weary Try a little tenderness, yeah, yeah You know she's waiting Just anticipating The thing that she'll never, never, never, never