Flesh - the only thing that's worth the sweat Everybody gotta have Flesh - you got me all soakin' wet The day rolls in, the night rolls out Desire rules without a doubt The heart beats fast, you salivate And when you come, it won't be late I guess by

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline

Any old way you choose it; It's got a back beat, you can't lose it, Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music, If you want to dance with me, If you want to dance with me Rock and roll music That's why I go for that Just let me hear some

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline

Tears are rollin' down my face, tears are rollin' down my face Tears are rollin' down my face, now you gotta go, go, go Tried to hide the lies when we touch But in the sheets with no love Say your name so nervously now Kiss in the hallway, fade out Tears

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline

We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes, Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state! Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up! Roll out, straight to the ATL Coming from the

On the big, blue sky And wave bye bye From a long, black Cadillac Ridin' high in a long, black Cadillac Feast your eyes So feast your eyes Pay the price Gotta roll those dice 'Cause I'm sick of all the same withdrawals