If I could just die in your arms I wouldn't mind 'Cause every time you touch me I just die in your arms Ooh, it feels so right So baby baby please don't stop girl Oh, I can't help it I'm just selfish There's no way that I could share you That would break

Sorry that I've been livin' in my head Holdin' onto words I ain't said yet I'm bit of sorry, I just can't see You with someone that isn't me You should know I've been tryna find my peace I know it's difficult being with me But I just wanna love you this

I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin' I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap It's not a place This country is to be a sound of drum and bass America, God bless you if it's good to you America please take my hand Can you help me underst- New

Lordy, Lordy, Lordy! I can't help it I like to party, it's genetic! It's electrifying, wind me up and watch me go Where she stops, nobody knows A good excuse to be a bad influence on you and you You, you, you, you Alright sir Sure I'll have another one

Somewhere in America Hey girl, help me if you can I'm coming to you with my heart in my hand Give me love, I'm starved for affection All I need is just a little direction somewhere cross the sea she waits for me

It's your life to live It's your love to give It's your love to give, hey baby It's your life (I'm in love with you, baby) I'm falling in love with you (Can't help hoping that, baby) I can't help hoping that, baby You're falling in love with me too

We can share if you want to I ain't giving you an attitude but I can tell you're in a bad mood And just a little bit will have you feeling just right So dude we can share if you want to So buddy won't you take a sip and help us finish it tonight? Well me

And I, I can't come alive I want the room to take me under 'Cause I can't help but wonder What if I had one more night for goodbye? These four walls and me In this time I've lost all sense of pride If I hear your voice I'll be fine If you're not here to

No food on my table And no shoes to go on my feet Hard times, hard times Hard times seem like a jealous thing My children cry for mercy They got no place to call your own If someone don't help me And I just can't be around three months long No shoes on

falling in love with you. Like a river flows, surely to the sea; darling so it goes, some things are meant to be. Take my hand; take my whole life, too. For I can't help, Wise man say