Oh she's only seventeen Whine whine whine, weep over everything Bloody Mary breakfast busting up the street Brothers fighting, when's the baby gonna sleep Heaving ship too sails away Said it's a culmination of a story and a goodbye session It's a tick of

Move my way Don't call me love unless you mean it Ooh, we shed some tears baby Ooh, we shed some tears baby, oh Let's shed some blood (Move) move my way Sitting in your space asking myself why Sitting in your space asking myself why you can stave off

Merry Christmas, baby You sure did treat me nice Gave me a diamond ring for Christmas Now I'm living in paradise Got good music on my radio And a happy New Year (merry Christmas, ooh yeah) Oh, yes, you did Well, I'm feeling mighty fine, y'all

Yeah she's gone, yeah she's gone, my baby's gone Oh, oh, my baby's gone (yeah she's gone, yeah she's gone, yeah she's gone) Another sunrise in an empty bed Tracin' these lines where she laid her head I'm a mess, my baby's gone Grab a dirty shit with a

Rumor has it, ooh Rumor has it, ooh, She, she ain't real She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will She is a stranger You and I have history Or don't you remember Sure, she's got it all But, baby, is that really what you want

Cold turkey has got me on the run Temperature's rising Fever is high Can't see no future Can't see no sky My feet are so heavy So is my head I wish I was a baby I wish I was dead

Save your love through loneliness Save your love through sorrow I gave you my onlyness Give me your tomorrow If I were a carpenter And you were a lady I'd marry you anyway I'd have your baby And a mill wheel grinding

Heavenly day, heavenly day, heavenly day Oh, heavenly day All the clouds blew away Got no trouble today with anyone The smile on your face, I live only to see It's enough for me, baby, it's enough for me Oh, heavenly day, heavenly day, heavenly day

When I know how much it hurts you Oh baby why, do I do that to you Does it always have to come down To you leaving Before I'll say "I love you" Why do I always use the words That cut the deepest It's three A.M. and I finally say I'm sorry for acting that

I got one night for you, baby (yeah) You's a prissy little missy, baby And so hop out the clothes, let 'em drop to the floor And so hop out the clothes, let 'em drop to the floor, oh Talk to me, baby (talk) I want you to talk to me, baby (remix) You’s a