And I'll be me Why don't you be you Just let it be So come on, let it go Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze From walking home and talking loads Seeing shirts in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk

Oh, Suzie Q Oh Suzie Q I like the way you walk I like the way you talk Oh say that you´ll be true Oh say that you´ll be mine Oh, Suzie Q, Baby, I love you Oh Suzie Q Baby I love you

And I'll be me Why don't you be you Just let it be So come on, let it go Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze From walking home and talking loads Seeing shirts in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk

There are moments that the words don't reach (If you see him in the street, walking by her side Talking by her side, have pity) Forgiveness, can you imagine? There is suffering too terrible to name You hold your child as tight as you can Then push away

Let's get high, high Come on let's get high, high All these niggas and all these hoes in here, somebody here gon' fuck Talking that, walking that, spitting at hoes Smoking this, drinking that, hitting at hoes Fuck this I'm hitting that I'm hitting em

(Hey, hey) don't give a damn what people say (Hey, hey) save it for another day (Hey, hey) you gonna talk the talk then walk this way (Hey, hey) or save it for another day Check, check mic check one, two It's about that time This the year we take shit

I am the city Somewhere in the middle of the never ending noise There is a constant steady rhythm of a heart that beats The skyline is me and the energy I'm the street you walk The language you talk The famous hotels and the cocktail bars And the funny

Oh, Suzie Q Oh Suzie Q I like the way you walk I like the way you talk Oh say that you´ll be true Oh say that you´ll be mine Oh, Suzie Q, Baby, I love you Oh Suzie Q Baby I love you

Learn how to watch your mouth Never leave, never leave, never leave you disappointed Attitude all mad when you talk Let me look at that ass when you walk away All that shit talkin' too often I know just how you act when you want it I know just how you

This party, this party wasn't over Somebody, somebody should've told her Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her