We're gettin' off today We'll pick you up and take you away Get down tonight Smokin', Smokin' We're cookin' tonight, just keep on tokin' I feel alright, mamma I'm not jokin', yeah We're gonna play you a song, a little bit of rock-n-roll You gotta let

I wish it would break There I could move on, right on down the line Where I don't see you, need you, in my life You're wrapped around me Your memories bound me like a chain That ole picture frame keeps hangin' round I ain't ready yet to take it down

Baby let's go and have rich sex You can keep your Rollie on when I get to it When you look down, see my chains on You ain't ever ever had rich sex Make a little love on the rich sex Baby girl, let's have some rich sex We can keep an AP on while we do it

Big city, big city nights You keep me burning Always yearning When the daylight is falling down into the night And the sharks try to cut a big piece out of life It feels alright to go out to catch an outrageous thrill But it's more like spinning wheels

Keep a place for me, for me It's nothing, it's nothing Know you gotta leave, leave, leave Take down some summer time Give up, just tonight, night, night Know you got someone comin' You're spitting game, oh you got it I'll sleep between y'all, it's nothing

Keep soaring Keep song-writing My recovery In my recovery I’m a soldier at war I have broken down walls In the sound of the sea

One day things must get better Hold a firm meditation Don't you go down Keep your head above the water Said I had a close one yesterday Jah put an angel over me, be strong Say, one day things must get better Say, one day things must get better, be strong

Sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head But the fool on the hill See the world spinning round Day after day Alone on a hill The man with the foolish grin Is keeping perfectly still But nobody wants to know him

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense You just want your ex to see, ex to see I