You tell me all day that you're lonely But show me show me show me tonight, yeah Then show me, you got to you got to show me Girl show me, you got to you got to show me No I won't think you're easy, no I won't think you're fast Your eyes saying please me

Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice Whoa, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I

I'm the king of sorrow, yeah I'm crying everyone's tears It's just a day that brings it all about Just another day and nothing's any good The DJ's playing the same song I have so much to do I have to carry on The king of sorrow King of sorrow

Think of me, yeah that was me, I was that passer by I've been and now I've gone 'Cause you see me, I got my magic pie An extraordinary guy Can never have an ordinary day He might live a long goodbye But that is not for me to say I dig his friends, I dig

I've been on the grind tryna find my way People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay People tell me I should let my light get away Heaven knows that I'm gonna make it one day People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (yeah) We gon' let this shit

Down at the local laundromat I'm gettin' madder everyday You been meetin' your man, baby I say, you been meetin' your man, baby I've done got wise An' daddy ain't goin' for that Early every mornin' You grab your old blouse or two Yeah, you get up early

Comma ti yi yi yeah Comma ti yippity yi yeah Out on the plains down near Santa Fe I met a cowboy ridin' the range one day And as he jogged along I heard him singin' The most peculiar cowboy song It was a ditty, he learned in the city Now get along, get

Go ahead and pick up all the cash Get a plastic bag You danced all night, girl, you deserve it Maybe one day, maybe one day This a good night to dance on me Oh yeah, oh yeah Go ahead and pick up all this cash If anybody know

My grandma was a wise old soul Took me by the hand not long ago Said, "Son, what's your hurry, boy slow it down Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound Of the wind that's blowin' through the trees Rivers flowin' to the sea Yeah they're all headin' home

"Can you hear me?" “Hi, any better out here?” “Yeah, much better, yeah.” “Buenos noches.” "You’re back from Machu Pichu and you’re speaking Spanish?” “It’s ‘buenas tardes’.” “So how’s Dave Burd doing?" “Ah, he’s alright, you know. Taking it one day at a