(Getting in tune to the straight and narrow) Right in on you Right in on you (right in on you) Getting in tune to the straight and narrow Yeh I'm getting in tune to the straight and narrow Right in tune I'm in tune And I'm gonna tune I'm getting in tune

You can still see the sight On a winter's night Of his wake in the light of the moon If the wind turns right If you don't take fright You can smell that French perfume From Fortune he did sail He rode the waves from St. Pierre It's of a bold young

Lose my mind Maybe heaven right now is a devil or angel away That won't change Together we vow that our colors will sparkle the faith I will reach you Or I, I, I will lose my mind I will lose my mind Can we freeze, come and surrender our rights and wrongs

Let me hear you say everything's okay Let me hear you say everything's alright Meet me in the middle of the day Bring me southern kisses from your room Meet me in the middle of the night Let me smell the moon in your perfume Oh, Gods and years will rise

Looking for the light of a new love To brighten up the night, I have you love And we can face the music together Dancing in the dark 'til the tune ends We're dancing in the dark and it soon ends We're waltzing in the wonder of why we're here Time hurries

Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to 'em) They say my folks'll do whatever for the fortune and the fame And it'll take a fortune to get rid of all the pain, but I'm sayin' You say the only family that you got is in a gang And the only

And all she wants in life is fortune and fame So she keeps on moving, moving right along Even though she knows deep down inside Said, she's born to be wild and she can't be tamed She knows something was wrong She knows something is wrong Well, they no

When you can't find today, oh Search all you want, oh They were always right here Well you won't find it here, oh Well the fortunes you seek, oh No need for tomorrow It was always right here You say that you're down, now Can't find a place to rest your

You ring me often nightly At precisely nine tight Nigga never off But you were one time like 10 o'clock But that's life B And you are my wifey You look right with your hair to the side Blue jeans, nice shoes and a yellow top Likes tunes from bashment to

I'm drowning, I'm drowning Hungry for the kill, but this hunger, it isn't you Voices disappear when you are speaking, in sombre tunes I will be the wolf and when you're starving, you'll need it too It isn't you, it isn't You are right, I'll move on But