Just wanna be Wanna bewitch you in the moonlight I wanna bewitch you all night Something within your eyes Said it could be the last time 'Fore it's over! You'll soon be hearing the chime Close to midnight If I could turn back the time

What is my worth? Gave my love a piece of me She put my heart beneath her feet She turned and left the question, "What's my worth?" Can't seem to find someone's shoulder Who will I rely on when it's over Took a chance with you, it made me colder Better

Everybody wants to rule the world Nothing ever lasts forever Welcome to your life There's no turning back Even while we sleep We will find you Acting on your best behavior Turn your back on mother nature It's my own design

It's all right Little darlin' Here comes the sun, little darlin' Here comes the sun, I say You can come on out now It's been a long, cold and lonely winter It feels like years since you've been here The smiles are returnin' to the faces now It seems like

I'm livin' my best life You don't know 'bout nothin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Turned all my L's into lessons It's my birthday, at least that's what I'm dressed like I told y'all, I said I'm livin' my best life (ayy) I made a couple M's with my best friends

Sadly sings destiny I can feel it's getting nearer Images they'll turn out clearer Creeps in and out of your mind I'm destiny personified I know there's something more behind But is it really justified To sacrifice

You lot! What? Don't you ever stop long enough to start? Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.! Move y'self to go again Cold water in the face Brings you back to this awful place Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too Must get up an' learn those rules Weather man

'Cause every tear that flows falls into the ocean And rises to the sky And then the rain will come Right before the sun shines It's your turn to cry baby cry (Don't cry no more) Going back to the memories Reminiscing bout you and me Thinking how it used

Ashes fly ashes burn The sun is black ain't no return Over and over ain't no need to learn It's all dust on dust It's all you and me Out done completely out played Just shovel some more dirt on the grave The choices you make and the choices that are When

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see