Sweetheart, wipe those tears away and let me love you, baby Oh darling, come out of your cave and let me love you, baby Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh It's just me and Jon, we're hanging on Trying it out, singing our song It's just Jon and me and all that we've seen

Oh Lord I feel fine today, I'm walking on cloud nine today. I'm over that line today, Happiness is finally mine today. I guess I'm just a lucky guy And I'm prepared to tell you why. It's strictly on account Of my sweet potato pie. I'm the fellow that she

Out in the streets, they call it murder Welcome to Jamrock Welcome to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at Two pound ah weed inna van back It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack The smell

And if you really love me won't you tell me Then I won't have to be Playing around Playing around no You call my name Ooh so sweet To make your kiss incomplete When your mood is clear You quickly change your ways

Will I ever love again Wonder if I ever, will I ever love again I wonder if you ever wanna see me now Come sweetly Stop me through the shadow of an open door Breathe quietly now Take us through the helplessness of it all And I wonder as I watch you slip

Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry Two jumps in a week I bet you think that's pretty clever, don't you boy? Flying on your motorcycle Watching all the ground beneath you drop Kill yourself for recognition Kill yourself to never ever stop You broke

(Tell me you love me) Tell me, tell me, uh Oh, baby, come on and say it now Just let the words come out It's easy, to say what's on your mind Say it a million times Tell me you love me Tell me, tell me, tell me I, I've been up all week

I feel you in my bones, oh oh oh oh From my head down to my toes, oh oh oh oh And I know it's a long way down While we're caught in between Won't you stay in the middle with me? Hold me close And don't ever let me go In your heart I found a home

Smoking hella weed, I'm on that alcohol And shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em turning out You cop it live, boy I got it all on film Swang, when I swang, when I swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk No you

Oh, you and I We don't wanna be like them We can make it 'til the end Nothing can come between Not even the Gods above I figured it out Can separate the two of us No, nothing can come between