I'll be thinking about you baby Here's to the good life or so they say All those parties and games that all those people play They tell me this is the place to be All those beautiful people and nothing to see Sometimes I feel like something is gone here

I think about you all the time I see you in my dreams Baby boy, you stay on my mind Fulfill my fantasies Baby boy, not a day goes by Without my fantasies Baby boy, you are so damn fine Baby boy, won't you be mine? Baby boy, let's conceive an angel

'Cause I got new girls, new problems I won't waste no time thinking about you anymore I won't waste no time talking about you anymore Uhh baby got got another another thing coming You used to say That all it takes is a dollar and a daydream, But now

Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? Do you have the time to listen to me whine About nothing and everything all at once I am one of those Melodramatic

'Cause I swear for the last time I won't trust myself with you (Everyone feels so far away from me) (Trying not to break but I'm so tired of this deceit) (All I ever think about is this) (All the tiring time between) (And how trying to put my trust in

I could f*ck you all the time Early in the morning's when I think about you I hit you like what you sayin' Yeah, I hit you like what you sayin' In the morning when I wanna f*ck you (Oh yeah I make her say) And the morning when I wanna f*ck you That's

In the morning I'll be better Sing it again Happens all the time I think I lost my mind Don't worry about me But don't worry about me Things are only getting better I don't set alarms

Can't help but think about the situation Tryna get to see but my mind's racing Only got each other we can turn to Lying here, I know they'll never break you free You ain't got no money, I ain't got no time All these faces lookin' funny when I'm drivin'

Somebody's been drinking Somebody's been thinking about us Somebody's all alone, picking up the phone Somebody's gonna be knocking Saying 'hey can I stay, one more time, it's ok' So here we go again And they know they ought to just hang up Somebody's

All that wasted time I wonder if you ever think about it like I do Seven kids on my two lane road After all this time it still feels so good When I think about those summer nights Singing out the window, on the back roads, Sweet Child of Mine Sipping on