I can feel it ah-ah You know I said it's true Can you feel it too I can feel the love I gotta tell you (tell you) I can feel it You know I said Na-na-na-na No, oh, oh, yeah

Now if you came with ya man, leave 'em over there Yeah, it's a jungle out here (watch out) Now we can keep it in the club, or we can leave Ooh, girl I want you to shake, shake, shake, shake, shake What your mama gave ya (uh huh) Come on ooh, sexy thang

Vuelve a decirme lo de siempre Que me quieres, pero no puedes tenerme He hecho lo imposible por hacerme fuerte Y aunque sea el mismo camino, sólo Vuelve, sólo quiero que lo intentes No me digas que ahora necesitas suerte Que las cosas que se cuidan no se

Get low, get get get low Low, low, low, low, low, low, low Get, get, get low when the whistle go Get, get, get, get low when the whistle go Barbes, yallah habibi Get, get, get, get low Get, get, get, get low.

Yes, the Black survivors! We're the survivors So I Idren, I sistren, We're the survivors (Ow-ow-ow-ow! Ow, ow-ow-ow-ow!) Yeah, yeah, yeah! How can you be sitting there Telling me that you care That you care?

Who wants to live forever? Who wants to live forever, who? There's no time for us There's no place for us What is this thing that builds our dreams Yet slips away from us? There's no chance for us It's all decided for us This world has only one sweet

I'd rather fuck you, yeah (said I'd rather fuck with you) I'd rather fuck with you, Aaaah, this is one of them songs You can kick back and smoke a joint to. And get real fucked up. I like to dedicate this one to all the lovely young ladies out there. Oh

Yes my favorite place to be Is not a land called Honah Lee (MI.) Mentally or physically I want to be in New Orleans I kiss your hair your skin so bare I'll take you with me girl anywhere (MII) You fare well in stormy weather I never met a girl that I

Well I don't really care what people say I don't really watch what dem waan to do Still I got to stick to my girls like glue And I mon nah play number two All I know the time it is gettin' dread Need a lot of trees up in my head Got a little damsel in my

I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no! Oh! But I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, oo-ooh.) Yeah! All around in my home town, They're tryin' to track me down; They say they want to bring me in guilty For the killing of a deputy, For the