What's the name of the game? Does it mean anything to you? Can you feel it the way I do? (I was an impossible case) So I wanna know And you make me feel (doo-doo, doo-doo) And you make me show (doo-doo, doo-doo) What I'm trying to conceal (doo-doo,

That used to be So if you can forget Don't worry 'bout me I'll get along Forget about me Just be happy my love Let's say that our little show is over And so the story ends Why not call it a day the sensible way

You find out who your friends are Somebody's gonna drop everything Run out and crank up their car Never stop to think 'what's in it for me?' or 'it's way too far.' They just show on up with their big old heart You find out who you're friends are Hit the

I'm crashing, I'm crashing right into you Baby, feel me crash You came along You light up my days, my personal sun Showing me all the ways I could fall You made me feel new You were the one to visit my darkness You were the brightest way You dropped the

Show business That's the way it goes Show business That's show business You learn to sing You learn to play Why don't the businessmen Ever learn to pay You play in halls

Take the long way home Long way home You took the long way home So you think you're a Romeo Playing a part in a picture-show 'Cause you're the joke of the neighborhood Why should you care if you're feeling good But there are times that you feel you're

Too much too young, young Soulless is everywhere Link it to yourself Is growing like the new born When you've seen, seen Destroy the spineless Show me it's real Wasting our last chance To come away

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

And I’m all out of beer So why you gotta wait until I’m gone to come around When I’m twelve in, helpless When I ain’t got no fight left, I got no way out The only time you show up here is when you’re lonely When you’re lonely If you’d a got here ‘fore my

Hips starts swaying when the DJ drops one She might be a mess but she's a hot one With her little jeans and white t She might rev up an old boy's heart or even stop one Putting on a show tonight, letting go tonight She might be a mess, but she's a hot