Why do I tell myself these things that happen Are all really true When in my heart I know The magic is my love for you You sign the song begins You speak and I hear violins, it's magic The stars, desert the skies And rush to nestle in your eyes, it's

I'll see you get it tonight, and if I can't I'll cry and cry You won't see me without it and I'll see you tonight, outside See you tonight, outside, see you tonight I know it's around, I don't have any doubts about that night You won't see me without it

Goodbye, goodbye Well you don't want to see the girl I want to be Then why, then why should I listen If you don't want to do the things I need from you Yeah, you really tried But I was planted all the lies you told me, oh All the shit you've done You

Whoa, I never meant to brag But, I got him where I want him now. Whoa, it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now. But God does it feel so good, Cause I got him where I want him now. And if you could then you know you would.

Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you Who cares baby, I think I wanna marry you Is it the look in your eyes, or is it this dancing juice It's a beautiful night, we're looking for something dumb to do Don't say no no no no no Just say yeah yeah yeah yeah

My baby, she's into everything I wanna do. So, what you wanna do? (You and me, sitting in a tree. F-U-C-K-I-N-G) She'll do every naughty thing I want My baby, she's up for anything I wanna do. She's a giver and it gets her off. If it was on TV, or ever

eih eih eih(eih eih eih) (Beres Hammond) girl you want to come and feel good tonight let me hear you say eih eih eih are you ready for the one you love tonight let me hear you say eih eih eih now we want to go cross the bridge tonight eih eih eih eih eih

You've got this heart of stone So take that any way you want to (Woah) If only I could live a little bit longer (Oh oh) Oh yeah it's true I'm never breaking through Feels like a dead end road That's keeping me from you If I break that you hate that Oh ya

Honey, whaddya do for money So stop your love on the road All your digging for gold You make me wonder Whaddya do for money What you gonna do You're working in bars Riding in cars Never gonna give it for free

Hell on high heels Boys call ya Baby, the way ya walk it talk it Town calls ya Honey, it's how ya makin' money Bashful Betty, such a bondage brat Dressed in latex and coated in sewer rat A serpent's tongue calculating mind Gets top billing for her hip