As we dance close Come and kiss up on me slow I just can't breathe without my baby So you can kiss up on me 'Cause you the only out of everybody It could be a room full of people, you still on my side Look at how the whole world is searching, but I got

You you you you So don't tell me you love me Just don't tell me you love me You're gonna make it too hard for me I wish you were ugly It'd wouldn't be so hard to leave 'Cause baby I hate to, love you I can't make up my mind 'Cause right when I tell you

Run 'em through your hair And we can get to rockin' There you are and baby, here I am But I need something to do with my hands So maybe I should stick 'em in your pockets And I need something to do with my hands I need something to do with my hands Well

Sorry baby girl I gotta go right now Even though I want you I can't take you home right now I'm the shit till I die I'mma let you take this number to my phone right now You gon' fuck me just to get up in my zone right now You gon' force me just to get up

Baby, you can drive my car Beep beep'm beep beep yeah Yes, I'm gonna be a star And maybe I'll love you Asked a girl what she wanted to be She said baby, can't you see I want to be famous, a star on the screen But you can do something in between I told

Baby what hurts the most is when you become so cold You're starting to hurt my heart, you left me here in the dark I'm starting to hurt so hard, huh, you fucked up hard Now I got to make a change, I don't want to see your face You broke my heart Now I've

And I could say that I've closed the door for our love And I could tell you I feel it's time for us to go our separate ways But, baby, I just wouldn't be the same 'Cause, girl, your love is still on my brain Now I can try to act real strong But you and I

Oh, be something you love and understand "And be a simple kind of man Baby be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can" And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied" Mama told me

We be all night, love, love Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby? I want you, na na Can't keep your eyes off my fatty We woke up in the kitchen saying "How the hell did this shit happen?" Oh baby, drunk in love we be all night Last thing I remember

You can be my bass It's gettin' bigger You can be the bass The bass is gettin' bigger I can be your trouble baby For the kick drum Big fat bass The big fat bass I can be the trouble baby