Stupid love is stupid Don't know why we always do it Finally found it just to lose it Always wind up looking stupid Plays you like a fiddle Shakes you like a rattle Takes away your gun

You're out of touch I'm out of time But I'm out of my head when you're not around (Out of touch) Oh oh oh oh oh oh (Out of time) We're soul alone And soul really matters to me Shake it up is all that we know

And the sun will rise Dawn will break through the blackest night Distant in its glow This shall pass be still and know In this struggle Are we dead or alive? Freedom is not existence It's why we survive Shake our grief

Shake a leg, shake your head Shake a leg, wake the dead Shake a leg, get stuck in Idle juvenile on the street, on the street Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law Who is kicking everything with his feet, with his feet Don't kick, don't fight,

Shake that ass for a couple digits (for a couple digits) She checkin' bags like she 'bout to trip it ('bout to trip it) Showin' out got er'body attention (er'body) Told her told her, give her what you wannna, want I don't got no patience I ain't no D.O.C

Stupid love is stupid Don't know why we always do it Finally found it just to lose it Always wind up looking stupid Plays you like a fiddle Shakes you like a rattle Takes away your gun

So get on the floor And dance with me Get up won't you g'on down Shake your body won't you g'on get down I love the way you shake your thing Then why don't you just Dance across the floor I love the way you shake that thing girl

It was patience that we had And the miles that we had left That held us there Until we could let go I was born in 1989 All we could do (If our hearts would ever come around) And I didn't hurt nobody No shakes or coughs or burst relief

Wine fa me, darlin' Hold tight when you tiptoe Way you move ya spine is alarmin' Can't take it off my brain Left cheek, right cheek Shake something when you tiptoe Don't brace when you push that back Left, right, do it just like that Bring that body my

Doo-doo-doo we're on to you Underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall Tearing her down, talking her down under your breath Making a mess, see she is happy you want to break it You the number one wet blanket Falling for the creep the body leech here he