I can take her place, let me get my way, ooh If I get my way, I'mma take care of you Everyday, every night If you let me try, just one night, I can prove Fed up of being the shoulder you cry on I want to be the shoulder you lie on I'll be fine, I'll be

I'm gonna dance on broken glass Ey, on broken glass And I'm gonna make that ceiling crash (uh) That ceiling crash So what? Still got knives in my back So what? So I'm tied to the tracks And here I go, here I go (Ooh, ooh, ooh) yeah here I go, here I go

Oh Bo Diddley (hey, Bo Diddley) Ooh la la that rock 'n roll Yeah Bo Diddley (hey, Bo Diddley) Now listen here to the story of Bo Diddley The rock 'n roll scene in general Bo Diddley was born Ellis McDaniels In a place called McCoom In Mississippi about

They said release 'Remote Control' But we didn't want it on the label They said, "Fly to Amsterdam" The people laughed but the press went mad Ooh ooh ooh someone's really smart Ooh ooh ooh complete control, that's a laugh On the last tour my mates

Makeba, makeba ma che bella, can I get a oooh wee Makeba, makes my body dance for you Makeba ma che bella, ooh wee Makeba, makeba ma che bella, can I get a oooh wee Makeba, makes my body dance for you I wanna hear your breath just next to my soul I wanna

Dale un latigazo! Ella se está buscando el fuetazo! En la pista te voy a dar Yo pal' de azotazos why palmetazos! Toma, toma, toma Dale, mami, vamo'a to'as (Oooh, oooh!) Dale mami vamo'a to'as

Sticky, icky, icky, icky Just seen a big ol' ass, (it's Saturday) I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash System on blast, cops just pass Grease don't pop on the stove no more, moved on up Double shot Hennessey fill my cup Luda choke smoke in a big

Havana, ooh na na Havana, ooh na na (ay) Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na na (ay, ay) He took me back to East Atlanta, na na na Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ay) Mami ¿qué bolá?, ooh na na Ta' acompañada o andas sola, ooh na na (sola, sola) Pero

Makeba, makeba ma che bella, can I get a oooh wee Makeba, makes my body dance for you Makeba ma che bella, ooh wee Makeba, makeba ma che bella, can I get a oooh wee Makeba, makes my body dance for you I wanna hear your breath just next to my soul I wanna

Ooh la la la la la Let's live in the moment Come back Sunday morning When you're gone Goodbye, so long, farewell A lie, oh well With that soul to sell I’ll see you when you get there