But I can't find the words Every time we say goodbye Baby, it hurts When the sun goes down And the band won't play I'll always remember us this way So when I'm all choked up That Arizona sky burning in your eyes You look at me and, babe, I wanna catch on

Before I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep I hope it's not too late for me, whoa Difference changing in the distance Time consumes the image, oh Time consumes our image, whoa

Go down, soft sound Midnight, car lights Playing with the air Breathing in your hair Go down, go down Step into your skin? I'd rather jump in your bones (jump!) Taking up your mouth so you'll breathe through your nose

Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord, my soul to keep (yeah) Like a locksmith, I got the keys (yeah) Pull up make opp niggas bleed (aye) I got water like overseas, yeah (aye) Bitch, I ball like NBA, yeah (aye) Bitch, I ball like MVP, yeah (aye) I

I wanna rock Turn it down you say Well, all I got to say to you is time and time again I say "No, no, no, no, no, no, no" Tell me not to play Well, all I got to say to you when you tell me not to play I say, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no"

Hey Romeo, let's go down to Mexico Chase senoritas drink ourselves silly Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillies Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck Fuzzy cat hangin' from the mirror for luck Said don't you know all those little

Oh God have mercy on me Oh oh (catch the devil, why) Hold me down under holy water I fear I been laying with the devil I been laying with the devil Oh oh (Exorcise the demon) Oh Lord won't you save me Save me from myself

California's bleeding me (blame it on the weather) Sail me down the river Temper like a trigger Cut me open leave me splayed (stitch me back together) California's bleeding me, and I don't care tonight I'm not the billionaire class I'm from San Lorenzo

Oh I don't know why She lets me down Then gets me high She's just my type I don't think twice But I, I, I love it I, I, I love it Love the way she plays with my head 'Cause I need this more than just a one night stand

Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today She is sorry to be delayed But last evening down in Lover's Lane she strays When she woke up and found that her dream of love was gone She ran to the man who had led her so far astray And from under her