Careless talk Jealous talk That's what you heard about me That's what I heard about you Everybody's telling lies I don't even know why Why can't people Find something better to do I don't believe what they say

That's what I want Big fat money Some say money is bad for the soul Bad for the rock, bad for the roll Bad for the heart, bad for the brain Bad for damn near everything, oh It must be good for something Come on pay the rent Telephone, telefax,

Hit the road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more What'd you say? I'll have to pack my things and go (that's right) Oh woman, oh woman, don't treat me so mean You're the meanest old woman that I've ever have seen I guess if you

So what if I'm crazier than crazy? So what if I'm sicker than sick? So what if I'm out of control? Maybe that's what I like about it I'm desperate You can say that I'm going insane And I'm not quite right And that I'm to blame

That's what makes it love That's what makes it a love song I was standing there crying in the kitchen It's been one of those mornings that's gonna last all day And he comes in, wraps his arms around me And I don't even have to say a thing He comes in,

Come on, my little ruin You're better than they are But I'm not gonna stand aside And watch them tear you up No, I'm not 'Cause you're better than they are And I can't say it enough That's enough What are you doing

Baby, what if What if (what if) But we can't We can't tell The future no But that's just the beauty of the world we know So I'ma say duuuduuu duuuduuu duuudu duuudu We could all say duuuduuu duuuduuu duuudu duuudu

The winner takes it all I don't want to talk About the things we've gone through Though it's hurting me Now it's history I've played all my cards And that's what you've done too Nothing more to say No more ace to play

Say you, say me say it together That's the way it should be Say you, say me it for always Say you, say me say it for always I had a dream I had an awesome dream People in the park playing games in the dark And what they played was a masquerade And from

Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin' Oprah dollas You say that you a baller And I see you tryna holla But that ain't how I was brought up Working for my money 'Cause that's what my momma taught me So yo ass betta show me some respect