As long as she ain't in it Don't wanna hear her name I don't wanna see her face I know it's gonna hurt If I run into her somewhere Appreciate your call, means a lot and all Yeah, I got a minute You and me can talk about anything you want

Legalize marijuana Down here in Jamaica I'm another Bush Doctor Warning! The Surgeon General warns Cigarette smoking is dangerous, dangerous Hazard to your health Does that mean anything to you To legalize marijuana Right here in Jamaica

Keep living loud and proud They never can hold you down Everything that I say won't mean anything less When I'm down in a grave And you've put me to rest This is for the kids with the beaten in lips Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists

But it doesn't mean anything All at once I had it all Now that you're gone Since you're gone 'Cause it's over From afar, seems I had it all Seems I had it all

Legalize marijuana Down here in Jamaica I'm another Bush Doctor Warning! The Surgeon General warns Cigarette smoking is dangerous, dangerous Hazard to your health Does that mean anything to you To legalize marijuana Right here in Jamaica

You'll be friends Does it matter anyways What's the season of love if you can't have everything What's the reason of love if you can lose everything What's the meaning of love, it's a crime if anything What's the meaning of love, it's grand, it's grand

You know I never meant to let you down, let you down You probably think that you are better now, better now You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything You know I say that I am better now,

What's the name of the game? Does it mean anything to you? Can you feel it the way I do? (I was an impossible case) So I wanna know And you make me feel (doo-doo, doo-doo) And you make me show (doo-doo, doo-doo) What I'm trying to conceal (doo-doo,

We could, we could belong together (ARTPOP) ARTPOP, ARTPOP, ARTPOP My ARTPOP could mean anything Just do that thing that you do A hybrid can withstand these things My heart can beat with bricks and strings Come to me, in all your glamour and cruelty And

She was the gold rush By all means, she can get ahead of herself I'll already be there I'll already be there to meet her She's no traitor I've got no chaser (She doesn't love) Anything for herself But for me she goes way in, way in