Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie Then baby lie to me If you don't wanna stay If there's no other way Lie, lie, lie Baby can we turn back the time? Turn the clocks to when you were mine You used to like me touching you

All your love, pretty baby, that I got in store for you All your loving, pretty baby, all your loving, pretty baby Ll the love I miss loving, all the kiss I miss kissing All the love I miss loving, all the kiss I miss kissing Before I met you baby, never

Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I don't know what I'm worth, yeah I've been broke since my birth, yeah Too much hoes in my search, yeah I sipped slow and got turnt, yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah And I wish I could fly a jet with her, and have sex

It's a sin for you to get a Mexican divorce One day married, next day free Broken hearts for you and me Down below El Paso lies Juarez Mexico is different, like a travel folder says Cross the Rio Grande and you will find An old adobe house Where you

the leader of the pack now he's gone Mm--"Is she really going out with him? "Well, there she is, Let's ask her" "Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?" "Gee, it must be great riding with him" "Is he picking you up after school today?" "By the way,

(Break it to me) Don't dress it up but don't beat around the bush And don't cover it up but don't push it underground And don't keep it inside and don't edit and redact And no dumbing it down I know how to mend I can rise high above the ashes I'll

Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up I've been through mad different phases like mazes, to find my way And now I know that happy days are not far

De tes amants bien revenus Dans tes beaux habits neufs Tu devrais bien quand même Voir l'entrée ou alors Tu n'a sans doute rien compris Même si t'a quand même tout détruit Dans le pavillon nord Que t'avais redouté La grande sortie offerte Que tu m'avais

Somebody's baby boy ain't coming home tonight We don't need no baseball bats We don't need no silver ghats But we're gonna fight tonight Put up your dukes and fight Big brother's just standing on the side Watching you flex your pride But you know if they

Yeah that's right Twenty-three Twenty-four Twenty-seven