And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

It's all good Thinking about you riding down to 85 Baby we can do whatever you like I've been thinking bout you Tell me what you wanna do Shawty I can fall through It's all good in my hood, yeah Tell me what you wanna do, tonight Southernplayalistic

Even if the tears fall and my heart hates me Baby I love you Uh oh, uh oh, here I go again, baby, baby I just wanna scream out 'til my voice breaks I just wanna know how I can save me Even if these three words choke and take me Baby I love you, oh, oh,

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

Don't take it away Your grace (your grace) I'm not ready to be just another of your mistakes Don't wanna let the pieces fall out of place I was only just a breath removed from going to waste 'Til I found salvation in the form of your I got nothing but

I don't wanna talk The winner takes it all The winner takes it all (Takes it all) About things we've gone through Though it's hurting me Now it's history I've played all my cards And that's what you've done, too Nothing more to say

Wanting more, wanting more Have a little mercy on me, baby, you got me Of your love-ove But I wanna come through And I wanna need you Could you be my muse? Lately all I think about is you This love's incredible-credible

Chains on shining, you can see me riding You don't wanna find out, better off lying Cocaine lined up, secrets that I'm hidin' Baby, I'ma dive in, I don't put the time in Even if I try hard, I ain't gonna make it We ain't gonna make it, we ain't gonna

Baby, got a bird Honey got a bird, will sing Got a bird, wanna whistle Sure don't mean a natural thing Baby, for I call Honey, for I call your name Baby, you're my hard luck Without Corinna, sure don't mean

I don't wanna wake up Under my feet I don't wanna wake up (yeah) I don't wanna wake up (I don't wanna wake up) I want you spread out on the sheets Said her pussy so good And her pussy so sweet I want it flowing through my streams Getting me hot