I know what I said but I lied 'Cause everything is different now I'd really like to tell you how How I wanted you here by my side It looked like a laugh but I cried There are many things that I would like to say to you But I don't have the words in my

When I get my hands on you, We'll let tonight turn tomorrow back into the night, I'm gonna do every little everything, anything girl that you want me to, when it's finally just you and me, I'm gonna make you go crazy baby, when I get my hands on you,

We wanna live right now Jumping off the edge Cause we got that dynamite inside our bones Now we got that 1, 2, 3, come on let's go, let's go! Young, I want it free Got everything we need A thousand shooting stars And many mysteries

I want to cross oceans I want to live that life again I imagined, 'cause I imagined There's something about you That I'm never going to find out The way that you say things So they sound so right But everything I say I keep in the wrong side of my mouth

Maybe I am not all that I've learned Close your eyes, you twist and you turn I know I am more than they see I'm everything, everything is me I won't be what you want me to be Your picture perfect vanity I don't want to be your dirty pretty Turn it on,

I've been around the block a time or two Done almost everything a boy can do I've done some livin', yeah I've had fun But there is one thing that I haven't done I want to know how forever feels Big orange ball, sinkin' in the water Toes in the sand,

When it all comes down, Will you say you did everything you could? Can you say that you never gave up? Stagnate the cameras, dim the flagrancy, Want to kill, just got the life in me, Hold their vendettas without an enemy, You can't defy us, any way you

She tell me she love me I'm everything that she want Top floor, only way that we go Diamonds and gold, Sierra Leone, Leone Hotel look like Sierra Leone, Leone Chain, ring look like Sierra Leone, Leone And she don't ever tell me I'm wrong, I'm wrong

Take that moon or break it 'cross the sea Is one moon enough? Everything I want is just out of reach And my moon If I can see With my cheap telescope That my neighbor has two or three Down soon enough What does it mean?

That's what I want Big fat money Some say money is bad for the soul Bad for the rock, bad for the roll Bad for the heart, bad for the brain Bad for damn near everything, oh It must be good for something Come on pay the rent Telephone, telefax,