Club Tropicana, drinks are free Fun and sunshine, there's enough for everyone All that's missing is the sea But don't worry, you can suntan! Pack your bags And leave tonight Don't take your time Gotta move your feet, don't you miss the flight!

Dance to the music Keep on dancin' to the music Keep on dancin' for the thing If them Joneses hey, us alone Then them Stoner-bag get it on And that's why, girl, me and you Get along, girl, easy to Keep on dancin' don't you hear I sing Take the floor

'Cause you're sweet 'Cause you're sweet like cocoa But all you wanna do is the coco Hangin' out with you is a no go Runnin up, all this cake Bag it up, then come right away Sak pase, YSL 'Cause you're sweet, what's your status? Might hit your address, if

I like the way you work it No diggity, I gotta bag it up Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo She's got class and style Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strictly biz, don't play around Cover much ground, got game by the pound

Tell me what am I doing? Yeah, real music Yo, ya just get in that, you get in that head space, ya know Somebody get the body bags, working with beats and Put the MC’s in 'em, season 'em, put 'em on a beat with me, then I’m eating 'em Get away from the

(If Heaven was a mile away) Would I pack up my bags and leave this world behind? Or save it all for you? Would I, fill the tank up with gas and be out the front door in a FLASH Before reconsidering, this Hell with you It ain't you it's the things you do

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

Make sure it ends with you still living If I could set the clocks back I wouldn't be headed for a body bag One life and one decision Feel like I'm on the fast track To laying face down from a heart attack One life and one decision How does it feel at the