Diddy-duhdee doo-dah-day (They always say don't love a ho) Singin' in my face like I was wrong for fallin in love I was wrong for fallin' in love (Don't do it yo') But I just went against the grain It was a feelin' I can't explain And it felt like harmony

Now it's just me on you We in the zone now, don't stop You can keep your hands on me, touch me right there, rock my body I can't keep my hands off you, your body is my party I'm doing this little dance for you You got me so excited Your body's my party,

Oh oh, oh oh Today we're gonna get this, Can be the one to rock my world So be my girl, my girl, my girl And love me just like a movie Oh oh, oh oh, oh-oh-oh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh This girl this girl this girl

In the dark Give me reasons we should be complete You should be with him, I can't compete You looked at me like I was someone else, oh well I don't wanna slow dance (I don't want to slow dance) I don't want a friend (just me) I want my life in two (my

Stormy weather Since my man and I ain't together, Keeps rainin' all the time Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky Life is bare, gloom and mis'ry everywhere Just can't get my poorself together, I'm weary all the time So weary all the time When he

Let me be the one to fill it up What's on your mind for later tonight? Can we get famili-famili-famili-familiar? Ah ah ah ah (Can we get famili-familiar?) Ah ah ah ah Ooh, ooh, I just wanted to get your name But if it's cool, I wanna get inside your

Mamma mia, here I go again My my, how can I resist you? Mamma mia, does it show again My my, just how much I've missed you? Yes, I've been brokenhearted Blue since the day we parted Why, why did I ever let you go? Just one look and I can hear a bell ring

I missed the last song I blame myself for just standing there too long When nobody's watching us The last song The light that's in your eyes, like everyone wants it to be Well can't you see that it must be this way Who knows who's wrong or right Just as

And I think I'll blow my brains Think happy thoughts Well let's go back to The middle of the day That starts it all. I can't begin to let You know just what I'm feeling. And now these red ones make me fly And the blue ones help me fall

American you know I had to cop that foreign After we leave girl, you know where you going Straight to the 'tel, you ain't leaving 'till the morning Same old thing, yeah you know that shit's boring (that shit's boring) I know it's never boring American