Young black America Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my coins up Coppers run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner White man kill a black man, they never report us Black man kill a white man, they gon' start a war up Mama she was sour, sippin' on

I know what we need right now 1942 Tequila, that's all we need right now There's only two shot glasses babe And I know what we need right now Oh, get sexy for me I know what we need we need 1942 Tequila, yeah, yeah A little bit of, a little bit of liquor

Yeah that’s the way a night should feel With the top laid back and the stars all shining Rockin’ to the radio, you in that short crop tank top dressed to kill One hand on you, one on the wheel We were rollin’ down an open road The way a night should feel

Send me some lovin' Send it, I pray How can I keep loving you Only when you're so far, far away? Ooh, send me your kisses Why don't you send it, my dear So I can hold you And pretend, yeah, you are here Why don't you send me your kisses?

Calling America Yeah, we're living in In a modern world Calling America (can't get a message through) Calling America (that's what she said to do) Calling America (that's where she has to be) Calling America (she left a number for me) Somebody told her

Baby I'll take, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take you as you are As I am, baby, won't you take me as I am As I am, as I am I'll take you as you are, yeah Show me your broken heart to know your flaws Baby, It's just me and you They couldn't see what I see

Please don't be too long while you're gone There ain't enough to keep me here too long Not like the last time I stood in line Just enough to keep me bouncing off the wall, yeah It didn't work like she said it would Just like livin' in Hollywood Just like

All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you Is somebody to you (Yeah you!) Look at me now, I'm falling I can't even talk, still stuttering Everybody's trying to be a billionaire But every time I look at you I just don't care

Yeah, trust me Just breathe This is your life, it's do or die The sun may never rise again, so be the light, the vision This is your life, it's slipping by You try to run but fall again, you get back up, that's living One day you're gonna see Otherwise,

Yeah, the way you treat me so bad 'Cause it doesn't faze me I must be out of my brain Hallucinating I must be out of my mind I wear a 36 long, white is my color A little tight in the shoulder Out of my mind, be going crazy Girl, well it doesn't phase me