Tell Mama, all about it Tell Mama, what you need Tell Mama, what you want And I'll make everything alright You thought you'd found a good girl One to love you and give you the world Now you find that you've been misused Talk to me, I'll do what you

I ain't no angel I still got a still few more dances with the devil I’m getting there I can finally stand the man in the mirror I see I ain’t as good as I’m gonna get But I’m better than I used to be I’m cleanin' up my act, little by little I know how to

Sally was a good ole girl Sally was a good ole girl. No matter what the request She gave it her best 'Cause Sally was a good ole girl. Yeah, Sally was a good ole girl Well, Sally was a good ole girl Sally used to carry my books to school Helped me with

How could you be the better part of me When we're only half of what we used to be? Today, could you see, this isn't what we need And I'm leaving all the pieces how they fell So goodbye, farewell What am I to say? I'm all wrapped up in apathy And I don't

What are we doin' love What are we gonna tell all our friends You don't have to like someone to love someone That rule was made to be broken But if we have to say goodbye to a life we've gotten used to We're like summer and winter We're not one bit alike

Prices are high now darlin', and all the good jobs are gone Sorry to say, baby, things ain't what they used to be Times is hard, baby and the hustle is really on Times is hard, baby, the hustle is really on Better get yourself a job now, baby, I'm tired

Prices are high now darlin', and all the good jobs are gone Sorry to say, baby, things ain't what they used to be Times is hard, baby and the hustle is really on Times is hard, baby, the hustle is really on Better get yourself a job now, baby, I'm tired

A Dedication to all the refugees worldwide One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had Good friends we've lost along the

Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me Good to you She's about to earn some bragging rights I'm 'bout to

What are we doin' love What are we gonna tell all our friends You don't have to like someone to love someone That rule was made to be broken But if we have to say goodbye to a life we've gotten used to We're like summer and winter We're not one bit alike