Someone won't go to sleep tonight Someone is gonna hurt inside I hear you won't even say my name I know things could never be the same But whenever I call your number You're not at home, don't hear the phone Whenever I start to wonder Are you alone, are

Always on time 'cause my eyes is on my Rollie-olex I don't trust nobody, oh no (no, no, no!) I don't trust nobody, put my homies on the payroll Fuck with me now or you'll never know (never know!) My name Bobby Tarantino (Tarantino!) Logic ain't here

I don't know if it felt like I wanted you here, the way that I wanted you last time We're not on the same page, you don't even know me Cause you never took the time Someday, when I'm older And they never know my name Somehow, if I'm honest I can never

Who are you? Who, who, who, who? (Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh) (Who are you?) (Who, who, who, who?) Well, who are you? (who are you? who, who, who, who?) I really wanna know I woke up in a Soho doorway A policeman knew my name

This morning, this morning Nobody knows the way I feel this morning I feel like I could scream and cry I even hate to hear your name Nobody knows the way I feel If I'd only had my way The graveyard would be the place My man would lay I'm true out on it

'Cause I know just what I'm gonna do Well I gotta get drunk, I sure do dread it I start to spend my money, call everybody honey I spend my whole paycheck on some old wreck And brother, I could name you a few And I wouldn't think of lettin' them down

For a minute you can use my love, my love, my love I will leave it up to you my love, my love, my love We don't have to be afraid my love, my love, my love I don't need to know your name You're in free fall Got me on hold, but I keep waiting for you Do

Call my name, here I come It pains me Please, just leave it Ninety to nothing, watch me run I am ashamed to say Ugly girls know their fate Anybody can get laid You want a room with a fire escape I want to tell you how much I hate this

If I should die before I wake I'll go into the night whispering your name If lying in your arms is the last thing that I do At least I know that I'll be loved by you In about a hundred years from now When all of my love letters are found And someone

I'm so fancy Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y You already know I'm in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo Can't you taste this gold Remember my name, 'bout to blow That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y