I don't wanna know what I know to be true, What I need you to do, tell me another lie, Tell me another lie What I need you to do, tell me another lie Lie to me Baby I need, desperately, desperately To believe you I just want to be numb

All I wanna do is get at your love like I see baby Eat at your heart like the drums on my beat baby You and me we gonna travel like a visa And I ain't worried 'bout what I'm spendin' either Yeah once again there's some what's in the pen Sean hear ya boy

They know something special's happening 2010, they were chart toppers 2020, they'll be battling Always remind 'em that I'm African Please don't ask me 'bout that crap again Asian tings at the gathering Swear my album's going platinum Heard they're tryna

Qüem, qüem, qüem, qüem O pato vinha cantando alegremente, qüem, qüem Quando um marreco sorridente pediu Pra entrar também no samba, no samba, no samba O ganso gostou da dupla e fez também qüem, qüem, qüem Olhou pro cisne e disse assim, vem vem Que o

Some stupid jerk tryin' to reach another number Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted All day long I'm walkin' 'cause I couldn't get my car started Laid off from job and I can't afford to check it I wish somebody'd come along and run in to it

Look at yourself Like a straying baby lamb With no mammy and no pappy If you had a sense of humor You would laugh to beat the band Do you still believe the rumor That romance is simply grand? Since you took it right on the chin You have lost that bright

Her world collapsed early Sunday morning Those creatures jumped the barricades She held the child and whispered With calm, calm, "belong" She got up from the kitchen table Folded the newspaper and silenced the radio And have headed for the sea, sea And

'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby, I swear it's déjà vu Know that I can't get over you Boy, I try to catch myself But I'm out of control Your sexiness is so appealing

La trap a fait son temps, ils racontent que d'la merde Regarde, nous, on brasse encore À c'qui paraît Le jour de paie J'suis avec mon gang, on fume de l'herbe J'suis avec mon gang, à c'qui paraît Le jour de paie (oui) J'suis avec mon gang (mon gang) On

This isn't sometimes, this is always This isn't maybe, this is always This is love, the real beginning of forever This isn't just mid summer madness A passing glow, a moment's gladness Yes it's love, I knew it on the night we met You tied a string around