War Machine Gimme that thing and feed your war Push your foot to the floor Don't Don't need no more You've been peeking all around around While they're messing about Better get your name, come on in Make a stand, show your hand Call in the high command

I've taken time to think and I Don't Don't think it's fair for us to Turn around around and say goodbye Finally found the words to say But I can't tell you If you turn around around and run away, run away Did you get my message, did it send I have this feeling when I

(Don't Don't mess around, around, don't don't mess around around) If you're gonna give me good kissin' like that Honey, don'tcha know I'm gonna give 'em right back to you That's a kissin' good way (that's a kissin' good way) Ah, that's a kissin' good way (that's a kissin' good

I'm a mess mess for your love, it ain't new Everything's gonna be alright It's gonna be a good, good life I'm a mess, I'm a loser I'm a hater, I'm a user I'm obsessed, I'm embarrassed I don't don't trust no one around around us Oh, he don't don't love me, he don't don't love me He

If you're looking for trouble Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery Well I'm evil, so don't don't you mess mess around with me I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be You came to the right place Just look right in my face I was born standing up And talking back My

I'm a Ramblin' Man You better move away You're standing too close to the flame Once I mess mess with your mind Your little heart won't be the same Don't Don't mess around around with a Ramblin' Man I've been down the Mississippi, down through New Orleans I've played in

If you know, then you know I say, we no say no names, if you know, then you know Used to run around around with them hoes you must know Now I mess mess with bitches that I don't don't even know Rollin' with my G's, screamin' fuck how you feel We no say no names, if you

Whataya want from me Please don't don't give in, I won't let you down He messed me up, need a second to breathe Just keep coming around around Whataya want from me (Whataya want from me) Hey, whataya want from me Just don't don't give up, I'm workin' it out Hey, whataya

Don't Don't you think I was too young to be messed with? Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone Long were the nights when my days once revolved around around you Counting my footsteps, Praying the floor won't fall through, again My mother accused me of losing

What will we do, Gwyn? Everything's a mess, 'Cause when I touch your arm I can tell. Stocks are in the dow, Anything we should know about your change? What will we do, Gwyn? Economy is down, I think its your heart, cause you don't don't want me around around. But you