A woman's only human You should understand She's not just a plaything She's flesh and blood just like her man If you want a do-right-all-day woman You've got to be a do-right-all-night man Take me to heart and I'll always love you And nobody can make me

Now lightning strikes in old New York It may be dark but I want to talk It might rain, it might snow Too many things I got to know If this is spring than it's time to sing Never mind the l'il birdies wing Look out, look out, old New York New York's

Here in the real world But here in the real world It's not that easy at all 'Cause when hearts get broken It's real tears that fall And darlin' it's sad but true But the one thing I've learned from you Is how the boy don't always get the girl Cowboys

So if you ride then I'm riding too By your side kinda stuck on you You know I fuck witcha, witcha, witcha You know I fuck witchu, witchu, witchu He said he loves me cause loyal Put none above me because I'm loyal He fucking with me cause I'm loyal Yeah

Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here (Ya dig) New space coupe feel like a martian in here (Yeah) Fuck a protest let's start a moshpit No oatmeal and grits I'm eating cod fish in here (Uh-huh) Fuck a protest let's start a moshpit (Fuck a protest)

Je vois des bras de mer Qui s'allongent qui s'allongent De l'endroit où je suis On voit les bras de mer Qui s'allongent puis renoncent À mordre dans la terre Dans le lit, tard, nous sommes là Nous recommençons tout J'ai du mal à y croire

Jumped right off the porch and straight to the streets I went and got me some dough But that ain't enough, I want some more I want some more and some more Jumped right out of class and straight to the club Now she dancing on the pole But that ain't

I think it's time to take a heart break I think it's time to take a heart break, out late Solo on a Saturday night Going out without a plus one, I'm done Falling over pickup lines I'm single for the summer, I won't rebound One lover to another, or be

You're wrong if you think I'll be just like you You thought you were there to guide me, We hard, extra large, youse a ho, (what!) you were only in my way, You were only in my way, (chop chop!) If you ain't crunk, what you in here for, We, we, we ride out,

You'll be my honeysuckle I'll be your honey bee I'll be your strong and steady You'll be my glass of wine I'll be your shot of whiskey You'll be my sunny day I'll be your shade tree I'll be your Mississippi You'll be my Little Loretta