I'm so tired Of all the problems you've been causin' me (ha—ha—ha) We are not cool no mo' as far as I can see You kicked me down I've fallen, I'm crawlin' It's all your fault Mo' money, mo' problems it is Now I'm back to writin' my lyrical novel again

Right now I wanna see it all, oh oh Gimme all of this Gimme all of you Don't follow me So take it off Let's break down all of our walls I don't wanna cool off So let's cross the lines we lost You were right on border

Got me lovin' you Now you got me lovin' you I had too many girls, it's true But now you got me loving you I got 525,600 women They come around and we take 'em all down Kick 'em out when we finish They cool, but they not like you Baby girl it's just

I'm burnin' up, I'm burnin' up, y'all I'm burnin' up When you got the love of somebody Yeah, when you got the love of somebody Yeah, when you got the love Oh, I want you, yeah, I want you Oh, I want you Cool me down now with your love, girl Cool me down

Kick back, move in on the down low Where your sun tan lights up when the stars go Write your name on the fogged up window Throw your feet on the dash, girl you know I'm cool with that And it's Tom Petty Free Fall by midnight Turn it off, turn you on when

Get my Maybach washed at the studio I'm passing out xans to the groupie hoes I got five on a Lamb' like Coolio Multi-million, now I'm hanging with the shooters tho Yeah, bust downs, got a few of those Yeah, bitch stop calling my phone up, I'm in the

Cool the engines I'm no fool Gonna keep it cool Take it day by day We won't know where we might go 'Til we make it all the way Better cool it down Cool the engines down Well I like takin' off

I'm so tired We are not cool no mo' as far as I can see You kicked me down I've fallen, I'm crawlin' It's all your fault Of all the problems you've been causin' me Mo' money, mo' problems it is Now I'm back to writin' my lyrical novel again I'm holdin'

You cool your bed-warm hands down On the broken radiator, And when you laid them freezing on me, I mumble can you wake me later. But I don't really want you to stop, And you know it so it doesn't stop you, And run your hands from my neck to my chest.

In Cabo, Cabo San Lucas Girl the last time you saw me I wasn't this cool And I'm hangin' out in Mexico down by the pool If I send you a ticket would you fly in? I'd sure like to see you we could hook up again I know it sounds crazy, but I bought a guitar