I just wanna go back, back to 1999 Take a ride to my old neighborhood Wanna go back, wanna go I just wanna go back Sing "Hit me baby, one more time" Never under pressure, oh Ooh, wish that we could go back in time, uh Got memories Ooh, maybe we could do

I never never never want to be in love with anyone but you For whatever you do I'd like to run away from you But if you never found me I would cry I'd like to break the chains you put around me But I know I never will You stay away and all I do Is wonder

We keep the spirit free Oh nobody knows No one but the fool and me And oh oh, where ever we go Traveling that wind and laugh at the crowd, um the fool and me Howl at the moon baby yell out loud, the fool and me Stretching on out and feeling fine, the

Well the hour of your bedtime's Long been past I can tell when you rub your eyes Won't you run come see St. Judy's Comet Roll across the skies And leave a spray of diamonds In its wake I long to see St. Judy's Comet Sparkle in your eyes

We gon' burn the whole house down Way up, way up we go Been up and down that road Way up, way up, oh no You've got something to hide Used to keep it cool Should I keep it light? Watch me stand in the line You're only serving lies

Never mind all the things you heard about me You're never gonna understand it Every time that I've given you the truth It's never made a bit of difference Disappointment takes you Then the doubt, it breaks you It's enough to make you cry Always looking

It's making me sad Can't take just a picture of you It's making me mad That I can't get past You call me, oh, you call me all the time You tell me, oh baby, yeah, you're mine I like you, baby draw me all these smiles I like you, but it's just so, so many

I was cruising in a 6-4 with all of my hoes New bitch named Crystal, steady to blow My team way too official, with Chevys and Rolls Ooh-ooh-ooh! Daytrip took it to 10 Two niggas with a pistol that's ready to go Seen the red and blue lights, and I got

Adam and Eve Don't fall too far from the apple tree, ay Adam and Eve, Adam and Eve Don't fall too far from the apple tree, apple tree The ghetto, Othello, the moor Oh my God, they speak venomous on the boy Oh my Lord, my enemy is fear, and I'm sure Oh my

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