It cost me a lot But there's one thing that I've got It's my man, it's my man Cold and wet, tired, you bet All of this I'll soon forget with my man He's not much for looks He's no hero out of books But I love him, yes I love him Two or three girls has he

Let it rock you, let it rock you Death of the Prodigy dancer One for the troubles Two for the time Three for the lyrics Four for the rhyme Where's the response? Well this is where I kill the dancer

Oh, well, I love you, girl Okay, okay, ready? Okay, dynamics with tension Fun and laughter for all, honky rock A one, two, a one, two, three, four If you knew, Peggy Sue Then you'd know why I feel blue About Peggy, my Peggy Sue Yes, I love you, Peggy Sue

Piel con piel! Siguelo, siguelo bailando mi nena Me encanta la forma en como te meneas Siguelo, siguelo rozando mi nena Saciandonos En la disco sobandonos Piel con piel One, two, three Cuatro tragos se dio

It ain't safe, it ain't safe If I hit it one time I'ma pipe her If I hit it two times then I like her If I fuck three times I'ma wife her It ain't safe for the black or the white girls Tell your man pipe up Nigga, pipe up Hunnid bands from the safe In

I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself You ain't getting over him One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up

We can get started for life (tonight) For life (tonight) for life (tonight) Every time I look into your eyes I feel like I could stare in them for a lifetime We can get started Two passports, three cities, two countries, one day Now that's worldwide, if

You know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) I know you want me One-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Ella quiere su rumba (¿cómo?) Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix

All together, now we sing in unison This is where you want to see and where you want to be One and two, three and four Go through kaleidoscope, I see you there Five and six, so many, then many more This is where you want to be It's where you want to see

Tequila, great big buzz in a little bitty glass One shot, two shot, three, Tequila floor Cowboy bouncers 'bout to bowl me out the door Jose got me stumblin', mumblin' like a fool That worms got a kick like a Tennessee mule Wake up in the mornin', hurtin'