Girl what's it gon' take to have you close to me Right by my side where you supposed to be They start to notice you when they notice me And you can have it all free of charge I know you like European cars Take, take a look at my garage Maybe we can all

If I had the chance to make one wish Every single moment would be like this Laying here baby, just me and you Yeah, and every day would be Sunday afternoon I swear it feels just like The clocks slow down for a while And the air tastes sweeter And

And I'll leave this life behind me Show me what it's like To be the last one standing And teach me wrong from right And I'll show you what I can be Say it for me, say it to me Say it if it's worth saving me And, oh, I scream for you Prison gates won't

It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log But when I get home to you I'll find the things that you do Will make me feel alright So why on earth should I moan, 'cause when

"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose" Woo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music It's like a love-hate relationship Ridin' in the Ferrari while takin' trips Compared to beer takin' sips Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin' strips Either

Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings Bump into things like someone in love Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove Lately, I find myself out gazing at stars Hearing guitars like someone in love Sometimes the things I do astound me Mostly

What are we doin' love What are we gonna tell all our friends You don't have to like someone to love someone That rule was made to be broken But if we have to say goodbye to a life we've gotten used to We're like summer and winter We're not one bit alike

I need a baby to keep me sedated I can't keep runnin' my people, I'm crazy I can't keep goin' to jail, that's fugazi Ain't no more fraud, now I'm legally bankin' Nevada won't even accept me in Vegas You can't keep runnin' 'round here like you made it

Check one-two-one man skitzed again Dickhead you and a dickhead crew Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng Yeah, it's Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng It's like dem man woke up pissed again If I buck

And you should know, please believe me I've picked up the phone a thousand times And tried to dial your number, but it's been so long It's never easy, it's like tryin' to spin the world the other way But for the way we let it end What can I say? What can