I just want to ball like the big league I just want a nice house on the shore I just want a big house like Gatsby So catch me if you can I'm chasing after my dreams I want to be the man 'Cause I don't want to worry no more I don't want to worry no more

This I gotta see. Her hair's still wet from her bath, She's sitting on her front porch with a glass, Of iced tea, In my sweatshirt, And her bare feet, If I hurry I can catch, The colors on her skin from that sunset, And her face,

It shouldn't hurt to look your way (hey, ah-ah, ah) It shouldn't hurt to look your way (your way, ah-ah, ah) I shouldn't have to catch a case (ah-ah, ah yeah) 'Cause I'm the one that can't stand to feel any more pain (ah-ah, ooh) Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

It's a lonely road Full of tired men And you can see it in their faces And you'll be home in spring I can wait till then I heard you're on a big train And all this too shall pass This loneliness won't last for long I wasn't there to take his place

They live, they thirst Blood, blood Spirits await rebirth From their sleep They will soon awake Restless dead Catching the wiff of hate

Are you, are you ready, are you ready for love Written by Thom Bell, Leroy Bell and Casey James Catch a star if you can Wish for something special Let it be me, my love is free Sing a song to yourself Think of someone listening One melody, you're all for

Oooh-ooo-ooh Catch as catch, catch as catch can (Ah) Can't crow before I'm out of the woods (Ah-ah) Senorita, do you need a friend? I'm in love with you Senorita I'm in trouble again and I can't get free (Senorita) You're exactly what the doctor ordered,

None of y'all niggas can see me Runnin' 'round with the paper bag Goin' crazy spendin' all this cash A nigga don't need a seatbelt Catch a body in broad day I got the key to the city I got a hoe that's saddity Talk to that bitch in Swahili Tattoo my name

Sucking my dick, yeah, the sloppy, the toppy The voppy, the woppy, she a skeezer, uh She off of the Molly, I'm off-ing them shawties I'm catching a body, she want all of the blue Hundreds I'm thumbin', I'm busting, she suckin' Can somebody pass me a

Catch me if you can I'm in the jailhouse now Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman Hey, hey Mr. Policeman Bet I can drive faster 'n you can C'mon hoss lets have some fun Go on shoot me with a radar gun You look bored and I sure am I got a 75 Firebird trans am