That moonglow gave me you Way up in the blue It must have been moonglow We seem to float right in the air Heavenly songs seem to come from everywhere And now when there's moonglow I always remember That led me straight to you I still hear you sayin'

All of my lovin' and everything The little girl she done put me down Yeah, ain't that a pity People ain't that a cryin' shame Ain't that a pity I declare it's a cryin' shame She wait till it got nine below zero And put me down for another man I give her

Oh, but if you want to win it You win my heart Yeah, you get it all You make my motor run Just go faster, faster, don't be slow Rev it up, rev it up 'til your engine blows You win my love, yeah you're number one

We're gonna get it, get it together right now Gonna get it, get it together somehow Gonna get it, get it together and flower Oh oh oh oh oh oh We're gonna get it, get it together I know Gonna get it, get it together and flow Gonna get it, get it together

You might need me more Than you think you will Come home in the car you love Brainy, brainy, brainy I've been draggin' around From the end of your coat for two weeks, ah huh Think I'd better follow you around Everywhere you go is swirlin' Everything you

African idea Make the future clear And we are the scatterlings of Africa Copper sun sinking low Scatterlings and fugitives Hooded eyes and weary brows Seek refuge in the night They are the scatterlings of Africa Each uprooted one

A hillbilly rock star out of control I'm living in fast forward Now I need to rewind real slow 'Cause I'm living in fast forward The body's a temple; that's what we're told I've treated this one like an old honky-tonk Greasy cheeseburgers and cheap

I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone My ma's in the back seat sitting all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot For a test drive down Michigan Avenue Now my ma she fingers her

You like it, I love it Complexion (two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love) Sneak me through the back window, I’m a good field nigga I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you

Decisions as I go, to anywhere I flow I can fly high, I can go long Today I got a million, tomorrow, I don't know Sometimes I believe, at times where I should know Make me feel the warm, make me feel the cold It's written in our story, it's written on