If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light Her .38 special, boys, it do very well Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night? Ah-oh boy,

I blame it on your love I blame it on your love, I do Every time I fuck it up I can't help it, I can't stop Sorry, I blame it on your love, yeah Every time you get too close I run, I run away And every time you say the words, I don't know what to say

No, that's the rain in the same old blues Now the sun turned to rain Morning rain keep on falling Like the tears that fall from my eyes And as I sit in my room Staring out at the gloom I can't help, I can't help but remember Have the sun that would shine

Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with I want to put a tiger, baby Come on now pretty baby, I just can't help myself You're so young and pretty, I don't need nobody else Can't you hear me crying Hey, I'm a schoolboy too I want to be your

This critical, I am feeling helpless So hysterical, and this can't be healthy I can't even sleep when you're not with me Baby, you're the air I breathe So stuck on you This is critical, yeah Baby, it's so critical (critical) It's so critical (critical)

The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound If you could only see the beast you've made of me I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in I hunt for you with bloodied feet across

Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you Can't help it if there's no one else Mmm I can't help myself Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel I can't help myself Hey Stephen, I know

That's just my signature move I can't help you! What you want? Get in line! Take a number! If you leave it up to me And then I'll break it up Shoot myself in the foot To make a point I can't prove Stop! Not my fault, not at all!

I swear there's way too many, tryna fall for one The ones that you bring home to momma (these girls) And the ones who love all of the drama (these girls) But I can't help it, I just wanna love all Ooh, I want 'em all (these girls) (These girls) the

This shit right here for my Oodles o' Noodles babies His ma was smokin' crack while she was pregnant, so he can't even help that he crazy He goin' to jail, it’s inevitable, forreal I ain't have nobody to give me no hope I hope my momma ain't doin' no