Is on your side Don't let them put you down, don't let 'em push you around, Don't let 'em ever change your point of view. Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side. Billy left his home with a dollar in his pocket and a head full of dreams. He

Oooah oooah, what you want boy? Are you into me boy or are you into someone else? Like maybe that boy, cause you know I never can tell, ooh boy I really wanna be your girl so I gotta know know know know Cause you’re hanging around with him bare Oooah

(All I want is you) All I want is you (You might think I'm crazy) You might think I'm crazy But I think that you're wild You might think it's foolish Oh well uh, you might think I'm crazy To hang around with you Or maybe you think I'm lucky

Burnin' it down We're just hanging around Sippin' on some cold Jack Daniel's Jammin' to some old Alabama with you baby I'm just doing my thing You love it when I sing Say it makes you feel like an angel We about to get a little tangled up right about now

Is on your side Don't let them put you down, don't let 'em push you around, Don't let 'em ever change your point of view. Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side. Billy left his home with a dollar in his pocket and a head full of dreams. He

I started with an eighth, alright (alright) And then I went and changed my life (my life) I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight) Put your arms around me baby I just want to fly, make it last before we die And I know you want a ride What's on your

I was scared to give you all of me Cause my last love he left me helplessly Like a bird with out his wings I was just sitting around You changed me and the way I felt about men I was just so disgusted cause the one I loved I couldn't trust him And you

Got ya bitch tip-toein' on my marble floors Red bottoms only for the centerfolds Big bodies I got 10 of those Whippin' work it smelling like they dinner rolls So I let the bitch hang out with me right You know word got around I was fucking this nigga

Mama always told me, papa always warned me Don’t hang around with boys like you Teacher always told me never to be naughty Don’t mess around with boys like you They talk a lot Your friends say he’s troublesome “Don’t do it, you’ll get hurt” But, they

Baby's into running around Hanging with the crowd Putting your business in the street talking out loud Saying you bought her this and that And how much you done spent I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent Hey boy you better bring the chick around