Spent most of my youth Out hobo cruising And all I got for proof Is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes So long babe, I got the flashback blues So goodbye nonbeliever Don't you know that I hate to leave here While window shopping through the past I

I'm gonna bring it on home, now I'm gonna bring it on home to you I done bought my ticket, I got my load Conductor done hollered, "All, aboard" Take my seat and ride way back And watch this train move down the track I think about the good times I once

It's a mean old scene When it comes to double crossing time. He will try to make it so you lose. When you think you got good buddies, They will spin around and cheat you blind. Double crossing man is mean, Double crossing man, You'll fill your mind with

Yeah yeah yeah Hold the fuck up We gonna take this little intermission to listen To what the fuck I got to say, you know I been doing this shit for years: Holding heat, selling Using, abusing all kinds of drugs; Robbing niggas, running up in niggas'

Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah If it ain't got that swing No, it don't mean a thing It don't mean a thing All you got to do is sing Makes no diff'rence If it's sweet or it's hot Give it all that rhythm that you got

When I'm kissing my love Just a thumping and a skipping Feel the blood a pumping in my veins She's such a tender sender With her sweet young friends She's so good at what she does All she wants to do is kiss and hug She's got me in love

Oops, baby, I love you Oops, my baby, you woke up in my bed Oops, we broke up, we're better off as friends Now I accidentally need you, I don't know what to do And when I think about the way you touch my body You've got me singing This could be my

Whoa, well I never meant to brag But I've gotten what I wanted now Whoa, it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now But God does it feel so good 'Cause I got him where I want him now And if you could then you know you would

(doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah) It don't mean a thing If it ain't got that swing All you got to do is sing It makes no diff'rence If it's sweet or hot Just give that rhythm Ev'rything you got Oh, it don't mean a

We've gone way too fast for way too long Forgot what I was losing my mind about I only wrote this down to make you press rewind And send a message, "I was young and a menace" Young, young, young and a menace And we were never supposed to make it half