Black beauty, Life is beautiful, Sun and ocean blue, They're magnificent, Ohhh, what can I do? But you don't have a clue It don't make sense to you Black beauty

Sittin' on a stool, sittin' on the fence Sittin' on a stool, sitting' on the fence Tryin' to play it cool, tryin' to talk some sense Do I let her go or do I make her mine While there's still a chance Into this crazy heart, lookin' for a sign She's gotta

Happy birthday Happy birthday to you You know it doesn't make much sense There ought to be a law against Anyone who takes offense At a day in your celebration 'Cause we all know in our minds That there ought to be a time That we can set aside To show

Maybe it's just jealousy Mixed up with a violent mind A circumstance that doesn't make much sense Or maybe I'm just dumb I don't know you but I think I hate you You're the reason for my misery Strange, how you've become my biggest enemy And I've never

Yeah we got it goin' on, got it goin' on It don't make no sense Out here drippin' in finesse You know it, you know it We out here drippin' in finesse Don't it feel so good to be us, ay? When I'm walkin' with you (when I'm walkin' with you) I watch the

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense You just want your ex to see, ex to see I

I believe that children are our future Teach them well and let them lead the way Show them all the beauty they possess inside Give them a sense of pride, to make it easier Let the children's laughter remind us how we use to be I decided long ago never to

It's a long shot just to beat these odds The chance is we won't make it It's a long shot, but I say why not If I say forget it, I know that I'll regret it 'Cause you're the best I got My heart beat beats me senselessly Why's everything got to be so

I see the world it's going 'round. Seems to me it's upside down. Looking for something to say. I feel a little different anyway. Yeah, yeah. Does it make much sense to you? Doin' all those things you do. Making sure that I'm alright? Yeah, I'm fine!

It don't make any sense to me And I wonder This life makes no sense to me I've got to run away I was just trying to be myself Have it your way; I'll meet you in hell It's hypocritical of you Do as you say, not as you do