Every time I close my eyes It's like a dark paradise No one compares to you I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side Oh oh oh, ha ha ha I don't wanna wake up from this tonight And there's no remedy for memory your face Your soul is hunting

But baby, I want's to be loved Every time I ask ya, for a date You don't come at all or you mighty late I ask you to dance, a little spin You said "wait a minute, daddy, here come my friend" I like the way you walk when you passin' by Even when you

You've got a pussy I have a dick So, what's the problem Let's do it quick So take me now before it's too late Life's too short so I can't wait Take me now, oh, don't you see I can't get laid in Germany Zu groß, zu klein

Your daddy knows you're a flame For you child Your daddy love come with a life time guarantee For you he's the best he can be Oh child don't you know Yeah daddy love you child Daddy love you yeah We were waiting for the bus No-one much around but us

I wanna tell you something, give you something Show you in so many ways 'Cause it would all mean nothing if I don't say something before it all goes away Don't wanna wait to bring you flowers, waste another hour let alone another day I'm gonna tell you

Don't wait to long But if you think that time will change your ways If you think that time will change your ways Before you find your way Take a chance, play your part Make romance, it might brake your heart You can cry a million tears You can wait a

I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow You shitted on me I, I don't be stressin' these hoes I just pour liquor for niggas, that's it I do not fuck with you though And I can't wait to blow on you 2006, these niggas hated

I put one foot in front of the other one, oh oh oh I don’t need a new love or a new life just a better place to die In front of the other one I'm standing in Brooklyn just waiting for something to happen I can’t help but love thinking that everyone

They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things) This is family business And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) All these fancy things I tell you that all (all the glitter) I'm waiting for Now all I know I know all these

Hard luck story It's a hard luck Don't ask me to love my neighbor Don't ask me to tip the waiter Don't ask me to pray to Jesus Cause I don't love the man Don't ask me for my favors I won't lend a hand And if I had real power