To the world You may be just another girl Baby, you are the world All I've got to say is That's alright, that's okay When you don't feel important, honey To the teller down at the bank You're just another checking account

Be prepared! I never thought hyenas essential They're crude and unspeakably plain But maybe they've a glimmer of potential If allied to my vision and brain I know that your powers of retention Are as wet as a warthogs backside But thick as you are, pay

I'll be your lifeline tonight I won't let go And if you feel you're sinking, I will jump right over Into cold, cold water for you And although time may take us into different places I will still be patient with you And I hope you know Everybody gets high

You may not be an angel I'll string along, string along String along with you, dear 'Cause angels are so few But until the day that one comes along I'll string along with you I'm looking for an angel To sing my love song to And until the day that one

It's been a week without me And she feel weak without me She wanna talk it out but Ain't nothing to talk about Unless she's talking about freaking out Then maybe we can work it out, work it out now Eat your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve Move

You may be wrong but you may be right You may be right I may be crazy But it just may be a lunatic you're looking for You may be wrong for all I know Turn out the light Don't try to save me But you may be right Friday night I crashed your party

There's a hero living at 2401 and all around A family circus in the sun Got his Mothers working While you're having fun Trying to change the system Many things that must be done Where did Moon go? Better call at GTO In the red room

From where I'm standing I can see 'Cause Olivia Mae I saw you standing there Laughing, playing with your hair Looking like you walked out of a dream Olivia Mae I hope it ain't just me Us finding our own kind of meant to be Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm

Trust embedded on the sand Trust in us embedded on the sand So you're running in a best of three And you gunning on the kingside For the queen And you gunning for it all May the king fall

'Cause someday he may get smart Well, I hate to remember Yes, be careful with a fool Well, be careful with a fool Well, he'll treat you so cold and chilly Till it will hurt you to your heart What a fool I used to be How foolish I used to be Well, you