He's a good time cowboy Casanova Leaning up against the record machine He looks like a cool drink of water But he's candy-coated misery He's the devil in disguise A snake with blue eyes And he only comes out at night Gives you feelings that you don't

Lover come back to me When I remember every little thing You used to do Every road I walk along I walk along with you No wonder I am lonely The sky is blue The moon is new But love is old

Come out, and live with a religious community in a beautiful place out in the country

We can blame it on the stars Oh, come on let your heart just breathe And we can blame it on the stars Don't try to argue with the moon Stars, oh, come one let your guard down Sometimes you need a reason A little love you can't believe in A little hug, a

I'll fly with you You are, oh! And I'll fly with you I still believe in your eyes I just don't care what You've done in your life Don't leave me waiting too long Please come by! I, I, I, I still believe in your eyes

You my first love, I still fuck with you Looking at your picture, you should come through I don't even want nobody with me in the coupe Look at all this shit that we done been through Burn too many bridges, but I ain't burning you I hope you do good and

Let me take you far away You'd like a holiday Longing for the sun you will come Exchange the cold days for the sun A good time and fun Exchange your troubles for some love Wherever you are To the island without name Longing for the sun be welcome

Rain down, rain down Come on rain down on me What's this? (I may be paranoid, but not an android) What's this? (I may be paranoid, but no android) You don't remember Off with his head, man From a great height From a great height, height The panic, the

It's a small world ("It's a...small world...") What goes around, comes around A very small world ("It's a...small world...") At the time you least expect it You get away with it now Soon enough it catches up to you Someway, somehow Nigga you reap what

(Come on) Sing with me, (Sing), sing for the years (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears (Come on) Sing it with me, just for today, Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away These ideas are nightmares to white parents Whose worst fear