Dammit babe (Dammit babe) I don't understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome And dammit babe

You thrill me, you delight me You please me, you excite me You're something I'd been pleading for I love you, I adore you I lay my life before you I'll have you want me more and more And finally it seems my lonely days are through I've been waiting for

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall, Crawling with the base of the scales, Tricking through the morning, The tramp with the trampoline under his arm, Shifts past your whiskers, So spark is a

I be slidin' 'round with my firearm, I gotta keep a weapon I be ridin' 'round everywhere, I dare one of y'all lil' niggas to test me I keep on drivin' 'round, got me goin' through all these transgressions Shootin' niggas and foolin' 'round, won't let me

I ain't taking call, I be going through shit (going through shit) I don't speak at all, I be going through shit Don't say nu'n' to me, I be going through shit (going through shit) I've been through so much that what I took is not enough Pour it up, pour

I'm gonna ride with you all night Sing to me like Pavarotti Taxi, taxi, give me a ride All these streets are never ending Tie 'em in a knot Drive me through a red light Waiting for everyone to stop Sing to me of Spain Take me to you operetta

Can you feel it? Pumps through your veins Led by a beating heart You ran into the night from all you had Found yourself a path upon the ground You ran into the night, you can't be found But, this is your heart If you had your gun Would you shoot it at

Hey Honolulu, we're going to happy Hawaii After all I've had to go through I'm making no plans (making no plans oh-ooh) Early this morning I drove in the rain Out to the airport to get on the plane Alice has been there, she said it was fun Swimming and

To this railroad track But I'll come back to you someday To you, to you, to you someday If you've got visions of the past Let them follow you down And I found myself attached All of these ghost towns I keep traveling through All of these traffic signs

So save me, I, I, I I'm not fuckin around Stop fucking with me And the children are born. Your feeling through me, I, I, I Nothin' seems to faze. Your children of the Korn, children of the Korn. All, I, want, to, do,