Down for the count Look into your eyes I'm helpless And I'm drownin' in ‘em In New York, you can be a new man And the sky's the Hey hey hey hey (ohh, I do I do I do I)

It's a game you can't win I hear the waves Sun beatin' down on my shoulders It's a near-perfect day Wishin' I wouldn't get any older They say that it's gone 'fore you know it now

Baby-by-by-by Just chain my hands down, make love to my body baby Chain my hands down, make love to my body baby South side Nigga for life She's a south side shawty for life I've been tryna' get with you for a minute girl (now) Why would I turn you down

Turn the lights on, turn the lights on, baby Turn the lights on, lift your hands up Lift your hands up Or get down Get up or get down Sucker punched, down for the count They stole your thunder then your crown Paralyzed, just hangin' around, you better

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline

Bitches come and go (You know that) Money come and go (You know that) Love come and go (Don't shit last) Me and my bitch, took a little trip Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no) Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom) Took a

So if you lay here with me now I promise the stars, they won't make a sound If only for now, right now, if only for now If you stay, just for a while 'Cause we know the world won't ever slow down Streets crowded with voices Thousand of faces, but you're

Barbara, Santa Barbara Is there is no That’s how I know Yeah, there is no end to love Santa Barbara, Santa Barbara Then we fell into the shiny sea The weight that drags your heart down Well, that’s what took me

Hey you're fine I wanna listen to the radio Driving down Calexico highway Hold my hand I want to share it all with Mary Results are gonna vary now And now I know the signs for sure Listen to the Beatles and the sound of laughing Ed McMahon, we got high

Cry for absolution Put your hands up and reach for the sky You'll be down on your knees and you'll cry All those things that you desire You will find there in the fire Ever since you were born you've been dying Every day a little more you've been dying