Do you like how it feels to be bit In the neck by a snake that kills Do you know how it feels to be stabbed in the back Then watch the blood spill Do you like how it feels? One for the money, two for your girl Three Three for your life now I fucked up your

Turn me loose Turn me loose, I, I, I gotta keep on movin' If you tell me stay I hate you Loose, two, three, four Turn me loose, you got my mind You got my body, you got my soul Turn me loose, I'm incomplete She got my heart, I'm out of control You tell

Check one two three three This is Benny on the dispatch. Yo! Atención, yo, attention! It’s Benny, and I’d like to mention I’m on the microphone this mornin’ Honk ya horn if you want it! Okay, we got traffic on the west side Get off at 79th, and take the left

You know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) I know you want me One-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Ella quiere su rumba (¿cómo?) Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix

The final countdown It's the final countdown It's the final count down (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one) We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back To earth, who can tell?

(Wake up and live now!) (Wake up and live!) Wake up and live! Don't you complicate your mind Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy! Don't bury your thoughts All together now Come on, man! One, One, two, three, four!

Two thousand and seventy three three , two thousand and eighty four , two thousand and ninety three three , light years ahead you and me gone be getting down on a space bed.....we gone get married in june....we gonna be getting down on the moon, light years

It's what you feel now Dead from the neck up We thought you had it in you But no, no, no What you ought to One two three three four Wakey wakey Rise and shine It's on again, off again, on again

One, One, Two, Three So call it what you call it I won't give it up just to save myself I should have known what I started You should know where your heart is But I don't, I won't be a part of Expectations when I grow up But I just won't be afraid of myself

But don't just sit with folded hands and become blind 'Cause even when there is no star in sight You'll always be my only guiding light Well I know I had it all on the line One, One, two, three We're on the permanent red The glaze on my eyes When I heard your