Roc me out, on the floor So give it to me like I want it This is for your eyes on it Roc me out, back and forth Give it to me like I need it You know how to make me feel it Roc me out, more and more I've been a bad girl, daddy Won't you come get me?

And we will come back home From now on From now on! Home, again! Home again! Like an anthem in my heart Home, again! These eyes will not be blinded by the lights What's waited till tomorrow starts tonight

I know where you went but I don't know how you got there Lucidity, come back to me Put all five senses back to where they're meant to be Silver tongue hill where you talk up what I' d play down I would speak up but I wouldn't know what to say Oh it's

Yeah, all you need to do tonight is tip it back Grab a long-neck if you're with me Come on now, holler hell yeah 'Cause tonight we're here to party And don't worry about anything except what's in your glass Whether it's a cold beer, tequila, or a double

Run for the grand finale, mi inna mi Clarky-Wally Through every hill and valley, it's normal for me now For the master has come back, I'm mad wid it For the master has come back For the master has come man, man, I do it regularly She could never leave

She's so respectable Don't take my wife Get out of my life Don't come back Get out of my life, don't come back She's so delectable Well now we're respected in society We don't worry about the things that we used to be We're talking heroin with the

And the prophecy read that One day like the pheonix rose from the ashes That a boy will be born unto a family in the slums This boy will go on and use the knowledge that he gains While fighting for survival in the streets To become a crack leader And in

And I wish you were right here, right now It's all good I wish you would I wish you would, I wish you would (I I I I, I I I wish, I wish, I) I wish you would come back Wish I'd never hung up the phone like I did I wish you knew that I'd never forget you

Baby sweet baby Here I am I'm knowing Won't you please Come on back home to me I've been so lonely These few days feel like A hundred years How you make me worry baby How you make me worry about you

Won't you come see me, Queen Jane When your mother sends back all your invitations And your father, to your sister he explains That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations Now, when all of the flower ladies what back what they have lent you