Oh, I want something just like this Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo I want something just like this Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo How much you wanna risk? I'm not looking for somebody With some superhuman gifts Some superhero Some fairytale bliss

Oh, walk away She's looking to love you There's nothing to say Just turn your head and walk away Lord she's handsome as she flows across the floor Nothing I've seen in my life has ever pleased me more She's got the look of freedom, and it makes you think

It was a broken dream right from the start Bless their tortured, tangled hearts Oh love, oh love you fickle thing Such pretty words and golden rings Well there was a little falter at the altar of confession Down on its knees true love did fall After 31

Seventeen seventy-six New York City Pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir? That depends, who’s asking? Oh, sure, sir I’m Alexander Hamilton, I’m at your service, sir I have been looking for you I’m getting nervous Sir, I heard your name at Princeton

You better come on in my kitchen Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm Well, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors Ah, the woman I love, took from my best friend Some joker got lucky, stole her back again Oh, she's gone, I

Keep your distance Then no harm will come No ill wind Sudden words Must never be spoken All ill wind Keep your cool Do not give into emotion

Someone saved, someone saved, someone saved my life tonight You almost had your hooks in me, didn't you dear You nearly had me roped and tied Altar-bound, hypnotized Sweet freedom whispered in my ear You're a butterfly And butterflies are free to fly Fly

My Maria (Oh Maria I love you girl, oh my Maria) Maria (Oh Maria I love you girl, Maria) I love you My Maria don't you know I've come a long, long way I been longin' to see her When she's around she takes my blues away Sweet Maria the sunlight surely

In the trap like a caveman (Trap) I'm playin' with the M's I don't play with bands (M&M) Virgil with the Louis and it's out of France (Virgil) Richard Mille bitin' and it like to dance (Bite) Lamaborgini truck in the good stance (Skrrt) Oh, we got smoke?

Well just me and my wine Oh, well I'm down in the alley of sally And I'm feeling my way And it's four in the morning I don't have a lot I can say I know I'm looking for some satisfaction But there ain't much news