This old routine will drive you mad It's just a mumble never spoken out loud So you come on home, walk through the door. She's in the kitchen searching through the drawers. So you stop and watch her and ask what she's looking for. She says she's not

We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore The hammer of the gods Will drive our ships to new lands, To fight the horde, singing and

And tonight I wanna drive so far we'll only find static on the radio And we can't see those city lights and I love the way you look in a firefly glow Saying everything without making a sound, Standing on your shoes in my bare feet, dancing to the rhythm

A flea shine shoeshine man of fifteen Brings the house in with a smile All twelve teeth tell myriad stories One upon one and one The breath in his hand waving Drives the gypsy woman mad She loves him anyway Has told him so a thousand times or more She

La-a-a-a-a-di-da Benz in the driveway, yacht in the water Vegas at the Mandarin, high roller gambling Me and Diddy drippin' diamonds like Marilyn No, I wouldn't be drowning in all your IOU's Every promise you made me would have some real value 'Cause all

Slave driver, your table has turned Catch a fire, your gonna get burned Catch a fire, your gonna get burned I remember on di slave ship how dey brutalise your very soul, Today dey say that we are free Only to be jailed in poverty, Good god I think it?s a

And what do we want from each other? Tell me your dreams What do they mean? Where do we go? Nobody knows And I try and I try And it tears me all up inside The birds outside my window Want to drive this stupid song into my head

Turned to a whole different person, drive my whip Crash my whip off the drugs I'm swervin' Sticks and stones may break my bones But the drugs won't hurt me, the drugs won't hurt me Ex girlfriend keeps calling my phone But the bitch can't hurt me, so I'm

For a moment there, it was permanent Oh look, I don't wanna feel like somebody But nothing else ever feels like your body 'Cause we held the world, we were turning it I'd drive the streets when you told me your secrets We made mistakes, but we both we

When Daddy let me drive A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel It's painted red, the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with Daddy when