Mr Johnson must get out Mr Johnson must be free Mr Johnson must get wild Before the night He runs to get out He rushes to get out He'd better watch out, not gonna burn Up finding his way, flying away

At last my love has come along My lonely days are over and life is like a song, oh yeah At last the skies above are blue My heart was wrapped up clover the night I looked at you I found a dream that I could speak to A dream that I can call my own I found

Take me through this darkness Carry me through this world Insane and lost confusion Forever always pushing for more No, you can't cry Oh, you can't cry When you're too tough to die This grave which bares my soul This grave which bares my name

Dime que sucedió oh, oh, oh Algo en ti cambió, todo La mirada se te apagó estás tan fría Ya no ríes como antes yo no te siento tan mía Antes de hablar contigo Tengo que esperar Que por algún motivo Empieces a pelear No sé si es un castigo

Whoot whoot whoot whoooo I ain't the one for you Oh oh oh oh If you really want to find Someone to get some behind And if you really want to know Boy you need a silly ho To do whatever you want to do

We're broke as a bottle of wine She'd say, "Hey man, nice to meet you," 'Cause if we don't find money We got some rich love Then what we got honey lifts it up Ooh, broke as a bottle of wine She'd say, "Hey man," Ooh, but drink with you all damn night But

She was my lover She was working undercover Oh the woman knew all of the moves She really had me rompin' We were barefoot stompin' She just kept igniting my fuse I was blinded by the blackness Of her long silk stockings She was rocking with an optical

Oh, bad luck, yeah, bad luck Keeps following me, won't let me be I asked bad luck this morning Won't let me be, keeps following me Hey, I wanna tell you about my troubles I've had just about every bad luck a man can have In my moving around, I've played

(You want a piece of me) I'm Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous I'm Mrs. she's too big now she's too thin You want a piece of me? You want a piece of me I'm Mrs. Oh my God that Britney's shameless! Don't matter if I step on the scene Or sneak away to

Taken away to the dark side I wanna be your left hand man I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat because You're gonna sing the words wrong Lady, running down to the riptide Oh, and they come unstuck Oh lady, running down