I'm gonna write a tear stained letter, I'm gonna mail it straight to you. I'm gonna bring back to your mind, What you said about always being true. Bout our secret hiding places; Being daily satisfied. I can see you sitting and reading it, While you hang

My blue jeans Will last me all my life, oh yes So should we I'm spending all this time You don't even know me I'm hanging from the tree I don't stand in line, I don't pay for clubs, fuck that But I'll wait for you I don't like to drink, I don't like to

This one is called lovers choice Never know yuh woulda really feel so nice, love sponge I don't want to let you go With you I'm in no hurry (oh no) Lord you are lovable, kissable Desire the inevitable Without your sweet caress I'm so damn miserable Touch

I'm old fashioned But I don't mind it That's how I want to be As long as you agree To stay old fashioned with me I am not such a clever one About the latest fads I admit I was never one Adored by local lads Not that I ever try to be a saint

Someone to watch over me Won't you tell him please To put on some speed Follow my lead Oh, how I need There's a saying old Says that love is blind Still we're often told "Seek and ye shall find"

Everytime you go away You take a piece of me with you And everytime you go away 'Cause you can't see we've got everything Baby, even though you know That everytime you go away Baby, if we can't solve any problems Why do we lose so many tears? Oh, so you

Breath deep, while you sleep Breath deep Welcome! sulphur dioxide Hello! carbon monoxide The air, the air Is everywhere Bless you, alcohol bloodstream Save me, nicotine lung steam Incense, incense

Bun up the dance Capoten, Beenie Man, Mavado, uh-oh Sizzla Kalonji, Kartel, Buju, go suh Super Cat, all over his Ferragamo, I know Destra Garcia, Machel Montano, ja know Ninjaman, Lady Saw, Spice, Tanya, patch up DJ, pull up, Bounty Killer, uh-huh Bunji

Just you, just me Let's find a cozy spot To cuddle and coo Just us, just we I've missed an awful lot My trouble is you What are your charms for? What are my arms for?

Para-para-paradise This could be para-para-paradise When she was just a girl she expected the world Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh But it flew away from her reach So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of Para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise,