(Oh man, your love is like burning fire on my soul) (Oh man, tease me till me lose control) Yeah, oh darling, ooh Just floating like a butterfly, so charming (Baby go) She recognized the man in me (Number One of the world) There´s something in her eyes

Nothing's quite the same as European Vegas So you think you're lonely, you think that you're the only one Baby, listen closely, let me be your number one The city's getting colder, the streets are turning into ice So baby, hold me closer, let me stay for

Hangin' out the passenger side of his best friend's ride Trying to holla at me A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me I don't want no scrub No, I don't want no scrub Oh yes son, I'm talking to you So no, I don't want your number No, I don't want

They want your number so they can call you Just to come over to cook for all you Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Blah, blah, blah, bitch Using bid'ness just to sit up on my dick How I

Reach the sun Ooh reach the sun Sometimes you're feeling stronger Sometimes you're feeling weak Sometimes you're feeling colder But the light will bring the heat Sometimes you're feeling lucky Sometimes you're feeling numb But if you don't stop believing,

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

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

I think that I'm going insane So drink up, so shoot in So glad that you could be so blind So pain told you to take her Well I learned to accept that feeling 'Cause I found how to numb it If only for just a short while I'd get so high I'd forget my name I

You get yours and I'll get mine Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Gripping nickel plated nines So you get yours and I'll get mine On that Mason-Dixon line Engine, engine number 9 The caboose is loose the train track's unattached and I Engine, engine number

Shitted on 'em, Man I just shitted on 'em Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em All these bitches is my sons And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em A couple formulas, little pretty lids