You know if you don't help me darling I can't do it all by myself I'll have to find myself somebody else Bring my nightshirt Put on your morning gown You got to help me You got to help me, baby I may have to wash I may have to sew

You drive me crazy (Losin' my mind...yeah, it's time to) It's time to crash (Dum, dum..can't find anything Better to do...you drive me crazy) Sitting on a castle On the floor with Esmeralda Waiting for the Geezer Captain Crunch to come around

Gloria, Gloria Gloria in te domine I try to sing this song Gloria in te domine Gloria exultate I'd give it to you Gloria, Gloria, oh, two, three, four I, I try to stand up But I can't find my feet

The fact that I can't deal It hurts to love you But I still love you It's just the way I feel And I'd be lying If I kept hiding It took thirteen beaches to find one empty In the ballroom of my mind Across the county line

I'm running, running Got me running, running, ooh Now I'm running for my life Been too many miles Tryna find the road to you 'Cause you, you just wanna drive With no place in mind Where the hell we going to, oh? I just can't ignore it

On that blue ocean floor If my red eyes don't see you anymore And I can't hear you through the white noise Just send your heartbeat I'll go to the blue ocean floor Where they find us no more Under the water you scream so loud but the silence surrounds

You can't hide your lyin' eyes And your smile is a thin disguise I thought by now you'd realize There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes City girls just seem to find out early How to open doors with just a smile A rich old man And she won't have to

She likes it my way, my way, My way, my way What I say goes, and I'm in control You can't satisfy her needs She keeps running back to see me do it Ooh, Ooh, Hey Yo see it's rare that you find people like us Cause all ya'll other (look) out there doing

I know a cabin down there in Tennessee Where you can't find the forest on account of the trees And Old Perry Foster he got something to say And you can smell the pigs 'cause' they been cookin' all day I don't need no critics I don't need no suits I just

You know everybody makes mistakes Don’t let me be yours Boy, you think that you know me Oh, but you can’t see my lonely heart That’s when we find out who we are You know everybody makes mistakes, mmm Things look different in the mornin', oh Would you