What'chu lookin at... 'Cause that's something you can't see I got everything I ever wanted And I'll never give that back But you ain't gotta look at me like that I said you ain't gotta look at me like that What'chu lookin at? I gotta tell you baby life's

And the daffodils look lovely today, Ooh, in your eyes I can see the disguise. Holding on, that's what I do since I met you. And it won't be long. Would you notice if I left you? And it's fine for some 'cause you're not the one, You're not the one

Oh, oobee doo, I wanna be like you I wanna walk like you, talk like you, too You'll just see it's true, an ape like me Now I'm the King of the swingers Oh, the jungle VIP I've reached the top and had to stop And that's what's botherin' me I wanna be a

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

I might just paint the Bentley mustard (skrr) I got rich, that's on my mother (yeah) Say she love you, still can't trust her (what, yeah, yeah) Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it (skrrt) But my frames, they Dior, I can't see, baby (I can't

To be their own piece of clay Everybody wants somebody We should all love each other (each other) Father stop Criticizing (criticizing) your son Mother please Leave your daughters alone Don't you see that's what wrong With the world (with the world)

Feel me, kill me, my back's up against the wall Your magic spell doesn't work anymore Kill me, kill me, that's what You've got to face, my friend (my friend) This ain't the end (the end) I'd love to see a different world A place where you can't find me

I am who I am I've learned what I've learned By finding the right way in all of my wrong turns I love what I love I ain't afraid to say it cause I'm damn sure man enough That's what you need to see to get a picture of me I grew up on the edge of a

I've got a livin' that's rough, a future that's tough You know what I mean Blankers and boasters, all the bluffers and posers I'm not into that scene You can tell me that I got no class Look around, you'll see who's laughin' last Don't give me speeches

Aiyyo it's the immaculate conception Busta Bus himself And nuttin other than the godfather, spectacular X to the Zizzle That's what the fuck it is, 'nuff said YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! I want to see you motherfuckers put your hands up Stretch bitch like you doin