Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy, Psycho groupie coke, Makes you high, makes you hide, From the time you were a Psycho groupie cocaine crazy, Psycho groupie cocaine crazy Do you really want to think and stop, Stop your eyes from flowing out So you want

I got a woman, stay drunk all the time I got a woman, want to ball all day I said I got a little woman and she won't be true I got a woman, she won't be true, no no Want to tell you about the girl I love My she looks so fine She's the only one that I

It's fighting back them butterflies It's call it in the air, alright Yes sir, we want the ball And it's knocking heads and talking trash It's slinging mud and dirt and grass It's I got your number, I got your back When your back's against the wall You

Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you! Embrace me, you irreplaceable you! Just one look at you My heart grew tipsy in me, You and you alone Bring out the gypsy in me! I love all, the many charms about you! Above all, I want my arms about you! Don't be a

Michelle, ma belle Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble Tres bien ensemble My Michelle These are words that go together well I love you, I love you, I love you That's all I want to say Until I find a way I will say the only words I know that you'll

Shawty I want, shawty I want Whatever you want, whatever you want I'm so offended Just hit a 5th of the bottle And I'm in for it, I'm in for it Call over your homegirls, tell 'em I'm on it No more excuses, you always do this I know what I want, I know

So don't ask me no questions And I won't tell you no lies So don't ask me 'bout my business And I won't tell you goodbye Well, every time that I come home Nobody wants to let me be It seems that all the friends I've got Just got to come interrogate me I

I don't want to take what you can give Can't buy what I want because its free The waiting drove me mad You're finally here and I'm a mess I take your entrance back Can't let you roam inside my head I would rather starve than eat your bread I would rather

Please remember I still want you and in case you wonder why, Well, just wake up, kiss that good life goodbye. It's the good life, full of fun, seems to be the ideal, Yes, the good life, lest you hide all the sadness you feel, You won't really fall in

I was busy dreaming 'bout boys Head is spinning thinking 'bout boys I was busy thinking 'bout boys I want 'em all Didn't hit 'em back I'm sorry that I missed your party I wish I had a better excuse like Don't be mad, don't be mad at me (no, no, no, no)