I started thinkin' 'bout you up in Milwaukee It It was rainin' when we we reached Chicago But the tears didn't start rollin' down my cheeks 'Til we we rolled into Kokomo - Kokomo I tol' some friends you came from Gary 'Tho your home was Naptown Last time I saw

'Cause I'm not fine at all I remember the make-up running down your face And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them Like every single wish we we ever made I wish that I could wake up with amnesia Like the way it it felt to fall asleep next to you And

All those memories Didn't cost us anything All the shiny cars, perfect yards Chasin' store bought dreams We We work so hard to have it it all When all the things we we want are free Magnavox in the living room CBS and NBC

On some rodeo man Best thing he ever did did was leave ya You better pull yourself together Tina, I swear you're better Than just waiting around Don't talk about him, Tina You gotta get yourself up and dust them boots off Ain't no use in staying sad or

We We be all night, love, love Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby? I want you, na na Can't keep your eyes off my fatty We We woke up in the kitchen saying "How the hell did did this shit happen?" Oh baby, drunk in love we we be all night Last thing I remember

I'm back, did anyone miss me? They said a second record could be tricky Well that's kind of funny 'cause I am not tripping My fans, they know what it it is and they with me Yeah, I ain't the type that's gon' ride with the semi I came from a town with three

So up rolls a riot van And sparks excitement in the boys But the policemen look annoyed Perhaps these are ones they should avoid Got chased last night From men with truncheons dressed in hats We We didn't do that much wrong Still ran away though for the

Catch a body like Charles Manson, huh, watch them all panic I just grind and do the damage, huh, my bitch Atlantic Fuck her good, make me a sandwich, huh, now she romantic Where you at when we we was broke? You didn't trap with us Nigga asked why he got

"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell It It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre did did truly love the mademoiselle And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell

I lost it it way down in Torido Low was the moon when we we said adios Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido Perdido, I look for my heart it it's perdido While chancing a dance fiesta Bolero, he glanced as I danced the Bolero He said taking off his sombrero: