You nasty boy I got you breaking into a sweat Got you hot, bothered, and wet Nasty, naughty boy Oh baby, for all it's worth I swear I'll be the first to blow your mind Put your icing on my cake Come here, big boy Ah, mm, yeah

Bought your lie And in return I lost my life Don't mind me All I gave was everything And yet you ask me for more Fought your fight What purpose does this serve Block the entrances

Stab! Bawl! Punch! Crawl! Hooks to my brain are well in I know what I am, I'm Berlin I'm stabbing and bawling, I'm punching and crawling Grand canyons of space and time universal My mind is subjected to all Through cracked, blackened memories of unit

But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me Is the answer to the question on your mind And I'm sick of all my judges But I know that I can make it As long as somebody takes me home (Every now and then) Nobody ever had a dream 'round here

New York, New York Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator Why not? It might've saved later from my block N.Y. cops, hookers

There's a soldier, soldier in my mind I must go and chase this dream of mine And I know I can do you proud We all know that the sun will shine When I'm high above those clouds What could I say And what could I say I was born to be this way And I can't

Only you, the only one that stole my heart away. There can only be, you for me. You, turned me inside out and you showed me. What life was about. Let me tell you now All that's on my mind. For a love like yours. Is oh, so very hard to find.

I got the keys to Heaven now Baes all around and they got my mind spinning Blow that smoke and let me love that fire I don't need no memories They be smokin' now I'm floating higher So good, so good for me This madness so good for me This madness so good

I'd lose mountains And blue skies But I can't help losing my mind for you How many more times How many more times must I cry How many more times must I say goodbye I've opened all the way

I've got rambling I've got rambling all on my mind Is to leave my baby 'Cause she treat me so unkind I'm going down to the station Catch that old first mail train, see I got mean things all on my mind I got the blues 'bout miss so and so And her son's