Shake it out, shake it out, Shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back So shake him off, oh whoa It's always darkest before the dawn I can see no way, I can see no way Regrets collect like old friends Here to

Space coupe look like a UFO (Whoa) Smokin' on dope (Damn) They call me Yao 'cause my eyes real low (Low) Pourin' up fours (Whoa) You the type of nigga go cry to a ho (Ho) Butterfly doors (Ooh) Baby mama whip a pot on the stove (Whip it) Ain't no joke

Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, I remember love on a rooftop We couldn't make our love stop We were giving all that we got I remember holding you so tight Ooh, when kissing lasted all night Love on a rooftop We never stop to see

You were my one, you were my one Time goes by and still I'm stuck on you, ooh, you, ooh (whoa oh) Time goes by and still I'm stuck on you When all has been said, all has been done Now I am left reaching above me, oh, oh Well, time goes by and still I'm

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, like an American You make me crazy, you make me wild Just like a baby, spin me 'round like a child Your skin so golden brown Be young, be dope be proud Like an American Like ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, whoa Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Play house,

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie) Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah The Jean Genie lives on his back Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and

King of my heart, body and soul, ooh whoa And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for And all at once, I've been waiting, waiting Ooh whoa, ooh whoa And all at once, you are the one, I have been waiting, waiting Body and soul, ooh whoa And

Like a war child I'm like, I'm like Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like) I'm like, I'm like, I'm like I like to get my fuckin' fade on I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (Ooh) Them haters tryin' to get their hate on (Fuckin' war child)

Catch the wind, see us spin But the wind won't blow You really shouldn't go That you will be mine By takin' our time, ooh Sail away, leave today Way up high in the sky, hey whoa Only goes to show And if I say to you tomorrow

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie) Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah The Jean Genie lives on his back Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and