Look so good Just a little more, little more You think you look so good A little more better That's what's gonna get you But you know that I know Oh you don't care But you know I'm there Baby's crying 'cause it's born to sing

Diana, let me be the one to Light a fire inside those eyes You've been lonely, you don't even know me But I can feel you crying Lift your heart up and save your life I don't think you even realize Baby you'll be saving mine (Oh ah oh) Diana (Oh ah oh oh

To my sweet home Chicago Back to the land of California Oh, baby don't you want to go? Baby don't you want to go? Now one and one is two Two and two is four I'm heavy loaded, baby I'm booked, I gotta go Cryin' baby

I'm walkin' out the door with you on my mind I walked into the street, talkin' to myself I met a brand new girl, phone to make a date You say you love me, baby, don't know what to do But every step away from you, I feel like cryin' No matter what my

Everybody so fake Everybody act like they care Everybody so fake, I swear Take me, away from here But I don't wanna go back there Why the fuck do everybody act like they care? I was dying and nobody was there Please don't cry, baby, life ain't fair I run

Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier ooooo child things are gonna get brighter Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then

Now hush little baby, don't you cry Everything's gonna be alright Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, I told ya Daddy's here to hold ya through the night I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why We fear how we feel inside It may seem a

I rode the Central And I hustled the L and N Don't cry baby Your papa will be home some day Don't the clouds look lonesome Across the deep blue sea Did you ever go down Mobile and K C line Did you ever go down On the Mobile and K C line

I can't lie I sometimes cry when I think of how it used to be I keep my friends with me, I stay busy and I don't get much sleep Baby, that's how I'm doin' since you did what you done to me What you done to me How am I doin' since you did what you done to

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Ya, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying