It got a little crazy last night Last thing I remember I told the bartender Mix rum and whatever you have First one drink, then two then I woke up with you So I know things can't be all that bad But it's still a little hazy Steel drums still ringing in

You can hate me now,(Q.B.) but I won't stop now (real niggas) Cause I can't stop now, (Bravehearts) you can hate me now (c'mon) But I won't stop now, cause I can't stop now You can hate me now, you can hate me now Escobar Season has returned It's been a

It's about us right now, girl, where you going? I'm with you I'm with you, oh oh oh Yeah, I can't get enough of you, babe Bottles open up so you can try and open up for me, baby M.I.A. in the MIA You do you, girl, the haters gon' hate Cut them off like

And then love me there Love me in whatever way Where you lead me I will go Tell me when I have to go (I can't give up, not now, not then) Where the rose water passes and dry river flows Guess the thorns are on and the bloom I always fear This is a lonely

Years will do the walking Time will tell you baby what you can't hear now I'll just find a comfy spot and wait it out Time will do the talking I hated being your fool And make a pretty memory out of my disgrace Oh baby don't you know that the Time will

We've got our wild love raging, raging Raging, raging Don't you be alone, you can always find me I know that you hate it And I hate it Just as much as you But if you can brave it I can brave it

Crawl out of my head and fall into my bed She’s a bad mamajama And she don’t make time and All the men wanna have her But they know she’s mine And she's down for whatever Can you read my mind and then just Baby I’m savin it all for you

Even if the tears fall and my heart hates me Baby I love you Uh oh, uh oh, here I go again, baby, baby I just wanna scream out 'til my voice breaks I just wanna know how I can save me Even if these three words choke and take me Baby I love you, oh, oh,

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

It got a little crazy last night Last thing I remember I told the bartender Mix rum and whatever you have First one drink, then two then I woke up with you So I know things can't be all that bad But it's still a little hazy Steel drums still ringing in