Dadadadadada If I'm not here for me Look how you found me A piece of me ain't there 'Cause nothing can compare To life when I was young That girl inside me stays She will be there Messages from her

Together we cry Together we cry! Whoa oh whoa oh whoa Jenny was a poor girl Living in a rich world Named her baby Hope when she was just fourteen She was hoping for a better world For this little girl But the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree

She's a cool drink of water She might be the devil's daughter But she's a cool drink of water And I should run yes, I probably oughta I bought my girl a diamond, it was our engagement ring She took it to a pawn shop, like it didn't mean a thing She went

A-tisket, a-tasket A green and yellow basket I send a letter to my mommy On the way I dropped it I dropped it, I dropped it Yes, on the way I dropped it A little girlie picked it up And took put it in her pocket She was truckin' on down the avenue

I was just telling that I got this girl before And we was together since 3 years And uh, I was not even cheating on her or what And Facebook arrived and she wanted me to accept her on Facebook And I don't want it because I was like in front of her And

Toot it and boot it I met her in the club Then I said wassup I took her to the crib And you know I fucked Yeah I toot it and boot it That's why I toot and boot it She think I'm cute, she wanna have sex Girl knock it off you know you cant have this

Isn't it good Norwegian wood? I once had a girl Or should I say she once had me She showed me her room She asked me to stay And she told me to sit anywhere So I looked around And I noticed there wasn't a chair I sat on a rug biding my time

Razz the kid Just like the girlies back at corner store Wash my bugle boy a watching my throne Sweet mutilation of a sold to nothing man Lord have mercy shake is falling through your hand Because she love me I'm the chosen one These are the days to not

And do everything she'd never do Don't let her see your cardinal eyes Save it for the deathbed Jesus Christ you have confused me Cornered, wasted, blessed and used me Forgive me girls I am confused Stiff and pissed and lost and loose Never look her in

Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son People always told me, "Be careful of what you do She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene I