I got you, ooh Now you're thinkin' about it Girl you're thinkin' about it What we got here How we fuckin' got here They recognize They just recognize I'm in a life without a home so this recognition's not enough

If she had only stood for love, that would have been enough Amerimacka, oh what a beautiful life Amerimacka, oh what a beautiful sight Amerimacka, oh what a beautiful light Miss Liberty turn in a Jezebel All the dreams you go sell, turn in a hell Her bed

Whatever's gonna get you feeling right Girl, we're gonna find it tonight Whatever gets you moving Gets you grooving Gets you fired up We're gonna get it If you really want it bad enough Yeah, we're gonna chase it Get all crazy

And I know you wouldn't I don't feel that she's mine enough God, I feel I couldn't have you windin' up Butterfly in my wrist I live for now, I don't know what happen after here Keep that same energy You make pretty women out of my skin And I don't feel

Oh, I wish, for once, we could stay gold What if our hard work ends in despair? What if the road won't take me there? What if to love and be loved's not enough? What if I fall and can't bear to get up? It shone like gold No gold can stay We could stay

Hot stuff, can't get enough Hot stuff, hot stuff, can't get enough The music is mighty, mighty fine Hot stuff, hot stuff can't get enough Music is mighty fine Hot stuff, I can't get enough I can't get enough The music is what I want

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

Like broken mirrors It's been years Since our luck ran out and left us here Ten million shards of glass and tears But now we are Awake enough to show what we hear Reflections of an unfamiliar face A fate that we deserve Now it's your turn

You lot! What? Don't you ever stop long enough to start? Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.! Move y'self to go again Cold water in the face Brings you back to this awful place Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too Must get up an' learn those rules Weather man

What would you do for love (uh) What would you do for love (Woohoo, woohoo) Daddy is up five AM again it's a repeated scene He's been at since ten Nine the five hours don't pay enough money He took a persephone is just getin' in Babys are hungry and