You know I love you too I don't talk a lot, talk a lot So you should listen up, I mean it when I say I'm not afraid, it's okay You know I love you too, I love you too I love you too, I love you too I love you too Don't wanna dance alone So come here with

Mama been laid off Papa been laid off Billy can't get a job Don't let them stay home and listen to the blues My brother's been laid off For more than two years now Ooh can't get a job Ooh they gotta listen to the blues Help them to strive

Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) Xans don't make you (you) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) And if I die don't miss me (ayy) I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy) (You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat) Ooh, I pop a Perc' when I'm

Oh, you can cry on my shoulder All the pain is finally over You can close your eyes Everything's alright Listen to me, close your eyes baby, picture this: Sunset, on the ocean, that's Pacific New whips, new tiffs, now your wrist lit You can get anything

Leave my heart out of this I should just listen to my head, 'cause it's the one who knows what's best It tells me not to love you, but my heart says just forgive you You're telling me that this is love but I found, it wasn't really on my side Now I think

It's always been that way Baby it's been that way Baby I still feel the same Something I gotta maintain Listen to me when I say Now you wanna know what's gotten into me, what's changed? Baby it's always, always, always been that way (Didn't I tell you

Wait for me, wait for me Oh, it's all better now, it's all better now I traveled all the way It's all better now, it's all better now Gonna open my heart, out of the scares and listen up Gonna do what I'm told, though I'm told and listen up Take a shot

Making all his nowhere plans for nobody He's a real nowhere man Sitting in his nowhere land Doesn't have a point of view Knows not where he's going to Isn't he a bit like you and me? Nowhere man please listen You don't know what you're missing Nowhere

Say hell yeah Everybody know that it's on now (I'll be damned) Everybody alive, everybody alive Come on now, come on now Come on now, you gotta survive I said you gotta survive Gotta survive, gotta survive Everybody that's listening to this feeling alive

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a