Don't go to sleep Yeah, take my hand (Let's dance!) Won't you please just take my hand? Why you gotta go to sleep? Let's go out Get blown away, lost in the dark Get real high and never come down C'mon baby, put your hands on my hips

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn Doing it all by hand, 'cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Quarter in a payphone

You're putting us through hell, you set us up to fail You've gone and proved to be the misery of mankind You've gone in way too deep, you won't admit defeat But in the end you'll be the misery of mankind It's like it's all a bad dream, nothing is as it

They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I love it though Uh put your hands to the constellations I know I'm preaching to the congregation We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting We ain't married

I ain't go back no more, I ain't go back no more (Mm, back up) I think that it's over I swear to God I'm moving on (Free your mind, and let your conscience be free) I know just who you are You put me on lay away You just love to heart shop

Calling you up Just to keep crawling to your arms Goodness gracious I can't seem to stop I wanna hold you close I lost a signal and put you away Swore upon the sun I'd save you for a rainy day Loosened the noose then let go of the rope I know if it's

I put a spell on you because you're mine You better stop the things that you do I ain't lyin', no, I ain't lyin' I just can't stand it babe The way you're always runnin' 'round I just can't stand it, the way you always put me down I put a spell on you. I

Yeah, I'm a freak 'Cause I'm a freak The way you're poppin' and droppin' All over me No, I don't want you to stop it Baby, I can't lie When you move like that I got a one track mark In night, I just imagine how you put your love on me

You know how we roll nigga bring the noise Y'all don't wanna fuck with them boys Come on dog put away them toys 'Cause I'm a put in a clip and you'll get yours I smell pussy Smell pussy I'm a take it back to the shit talkin', slick talkin' Slap a nigga

Tears of rage, tears of grief Come to me now, you know Must I always be the thief? We're so low and life is brief We carried you in our arms On Independence Day And now you'd throw us all aside And put us on our way Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun