Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

How do I get back to you Get back to you Tell me baby I don't know where to begin Is there nothing I can do To change the state I'm in And I know I've made a mess of it Every promise betrayed You say that I'll never change

Lo-o-o-o, lo-o-o-o-ove You got the lovin' that I need I'm missin' my love, love, love Oh and I can't wait to see her Your love made me a believer And I won't fight these feelings anymore I can't get enough of your love That love, love, love

I been doing me on the daily You can get mad that I made it You ain't know the work I put in Check my profile and they hit me I be makin' magic on the daily Ye-ah-ha-ha-ha With the top dropped down with your lady? (skrr, skrr, hey) Hit the club,

Let not another child be slain Let not another search be made in vain Jah forgive us for forgetting So badly that not many can see you In the name of, and by the power of The holy spirit May we invoke your intercession for The children of England Some of

My eyes went ooh My voice just cooed My mind let loose Doctor I want you Ooh, my Doctor Wanna Do I can't get over you Dr. do anything that ya Wanna Do I'll stay forever, it's up to you I just made an appointment

That's what it's made for You know I got it Girl I forgot it But we gon' still get down like this So I can do you like this, baby So I can freak you like this, baby Know you gon' felt it like this, baby Go on and hit it Felt it like this

Putcha body down, putcha body down Go go go go go go go go That body go go, go go, go go go go Get you on the floor Don't hurt nobody Can't you see we were made just to move our bodies Forget about the crowd, it gonna be the party If you say you can

Don't leave no smell on me I'll be that person 'till my dying day I try so awful hard but I can't change My cold, cold sailor heart says, "Get on your way." I ain't too proud to say it but that's how I'm made From runways to the road I ramble alone This

Can't be getting mad what, you mad? Can't handle that Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy What if I, had a thing on the side Made you cry? Would the rules change up or would they still apply? If I played you like a toy Wish we could switch up the