You have no right to speak to me so kind Separate lives You called me from the room in your hotel All full of romance for someone that you met And telling me how sorry you were, leaving so soon And that you miss me sometimes when you're alone in your

Click clack You can be my piece Cause we shootin' Tell 'em all get back We shootin' them down This is my eye We untouchable uncrushable Tell them all get back Shootin' 'em down

That great symphonic theme, That's Stella by starlight, And not a dream, She's everything on this earth to me. The song a robin sings, Through years of endless springs, The murmur of a brook at evening tides. That ripples through a nook where two lovers

Can't be getting mad what, you mad? Can't handle that Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back Would you ask them questions like me, like where you be at? 'Cause I'm out, four in the

Please don't cry, cry You're a cutie, you're beautiful Baby, beauty doesn't cry You been filled with tension, I been watchin' What I'm saying is you got it I don't know why you let them tear drops run out of your socket Lemme tell you why, why Beauty

Them a criminal Them a criminal watch it them a criminal Seh them a criminal the whole a dem a criminal Nah follow them Take what them want then them gone back again Nah guh them feist Tell em we nuh retreat we just gone to the east But a we follow jah

Stop don't stop don't stop Giving me things Laughing about it Stop don't stop don't stop I said Walk little walk Small talk big thoughts Gonna tell them all just what I want That street two streets I see you and me Hanging on the empty swings

My sister, my friend Hey girl, it's me, just called to tell you hi Call me when you get this Haven't talked lately, so hard to find the time Give the boys a big kiss Tell them that I miss them By the way, I miss you too I was thinking just today About

Like Lamborghini doors We, we're going up Dreaming of things we can't afford But now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh They gon' love me, they gon' love me now I bet they tell they friends they wanna fuck me now I bet they say, "He put his

Small talk, small talk Don't let them cry It's the way you sound The reason that you know yeah It's the way you get down I can tell you really are it Small talk how you doing there Small talk how you doing boy Small talk whatcha doing there