You know what I mean yeah? All my friends'll desert again In my head, I can sleep when I'm dead Baby, don't let the hype dilute ya (na na na) So bounce if you’ve had enough Do you know what I mean yeah? Of the people you know And I don't wanna be a loner

Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody La la, di da da da dum And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good I try so hard, don't let me be misunderstood Baby, you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel?

You keep saying You've got something for me Something you call love but confess You've been a messing where you shouldn't a been a messing And now someone else is getting all your best These boots are made for walkin' And that's just what they'll do One

You find out who your friends are Somebody's gonna drop everything Run out and crank up their car Never stop to think 'what's in it for me?' or 'it's way too far.' They just show on up with their big old heart You find out who you're friends are Hit the

It's a passion, and emotion, it's a fashion, Burlesque It'll move you, goin' through you, so do what I do, Burlesque Can you feel me, can you feel it? It's Burlesque. E-X-P-R-E-S-S, love, sex Ladies no regrets Can you imagine what would happen if I let

And I'll get over you I'll get over you You're haunting me, taunting me all in my brain Turn off the light and now all that remains Fills me with doubt And I'm shouting your name out loud Why do you wanna put me through the pain? I get the feeling I'll

For I can't help falling in love with you Like a river flows surely to the sea Darling so it goes Some things are meant to be Take my hand, take my whole life too Wise men say only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay?

All night long, play it if this your song On the West side tryna feel the breeze On a mission tryna fuck with OHB She say she fell in love with the G in me And she loving, she loving You know I got the homies parked right outside I’m in the blood red

We're gonna have a house party Turn your TV off, break that boom-box out We'll wake up all the neighbours 'til the whole block hates us And the cops will show up and try to shut us down If you're gonna be a homebody If you wanna be a homebody You ain't