Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm Oh Lord, gyal I got the right tactics to turn you on And girl I, wanna be the papa you can be the mom oh oh Make I see the gyal dem

It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation And it's getting more and more absurd Why can't we talk it over Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word What have I gotta do What have I gotta do to make you love me? What have I gotta do to

Ooh, it makes me wonder There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for Oh oh oh oh and she's buying a stairway

Oh you Pretty Things Don't you know you're driving your Mamas and Papas insane And it looks as though they're here to stay All the strangers came today Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior Wake up you sleepy head Put on some

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

Lover man, oh, where can you be I've heard it said That the thrill of romance Can be like a heavenly dream I go to bed with a prayer That you'll make love to me Strange as it seems Someday we'll meet And you'll dry all my tears

How much difference does it make? How much difference? I will light the match this morning so I won't be alone Watch as she lies silent For soon light will be gone Oh I will stand arms outstretched pretend I'm free to roam Oh I will make my way through

Oh, I can't believe it Oh oh she all on me(on me) Man man I think she want me(want me) Nah I can't leave her lonely, no Cause you look so good And you don't understand she make the people say yeah, yeah, yeah She make me feel so good Better than I would

Ooh, it makes me wonder There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for Oh oh oh oh and she's buying a stairway

La-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da So here we go again I know how this one ends It's a phone call from someplace far away You say you've found yourself Oh, in someone else And she makes you forget about the rain Her eyes are a golden hue