Well of course you did Mmh that you only meant well? Mmh whatcha say Mmh that it's all for the best? Of course it is But when I become a star we'll be living so large I'll do anything for you Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did she say Tell me, tell me whatcha

That's all right. What you call me? You didn't! You don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats. Well I tell you one dog-gone thing. It makes me feel good to know one thing. I know I'm a lover. Matter of opinion. That's all right, Mama was. Papa too.

Last night, I lost the best friend I've ever had Well she's gone of and left me, oh make me feel so bad Well it's early in the morning, Baby and my love come falling down to you I want you to tell me babe, honey what are we gonna do? Well I wait 'till

We'll get through it Don't, don't you wish we tried Do you feel what I feel inside And all the loss stronger than pride Oh, no don't Don't let your anger grow Just tell me what you need me to know

They say that I'm dangerous If I were to tell, they'll kill me now Well imma cut to the chase Oh oh oh oh oh oh Chica bang bang Cause I be living like a rockstar What doesn't kill you makes you stronger every time

Whatcha gonna do When your well runs dry When you're feeling blue Whatcha gonna do Whatcha gonna do when your well runs dry Tell me, tell me You never miss your water Till your well runs dry When your well runs dry, I'd like to know

Whatcha gonna do When your well runs dry When you're feeling blue Whatcha gonna do Whatcha gonna do when your well runs dry Tell me, tell me You never miss your water Till your well runs dry When your well runs dry, I'd like to know

You upsets me baby, yes, you upsets me baby Well, I tried to describe her, it's hard to start Woman, what you do to me Yes, she's 36 in the bust, 28 in the waist 44 in the hip, she got a real crazy leg Yes, I'm telling you people she's something fine

Hello America, hello America Yeah, I'm gonna try Hollywood and San Pedro Bay I'm gonna give my love to you Well I'm takin' me a trip I'm going down to California I'll tell ya what I'm gonna do I'm gonna take you where the lights are bright I'm gonna give

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And