Only love, love, love Love, forever Brings us together Only love, forever and ever Round and round and round we go Waiting for the wind to blow Only love can bring us home As we walk the streets alone Waving powerless and blind

My mother said, to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song? I've heard a

Let her take over, or just get to know her Be everything you can be Juanita will unchain your heart Her name's Juanita (She's gonna be ridin' through) (She's gonna be ridin' free) Oh, go with her flow with her Dream with her scream with her

'Cause, oh, my Wants none of that noon glow 'Bout eight PM, it's mayhem Do I get to pet her there Grab me some glow Luring every lad about While leaving me moaning low Oh, Firefly, why can't I Latch on to you know how

This slope is treacherous I'll follow you, follow you home This path is reckless I, I, I like it Two headlights shine through the sleepless night And I will get you, and get you alone Your name has echoed through my mind And I just think you should,

You win my love Oh, but if you want to win it You win my soul You win my heart Yeah, you get it all You make my motor run Just go faster, faster, don't be slow Rev it up, rev it up 'til your engine blows You win my love, yeah you're number one

Time to get out of town, I'm just slowin' you down She said, I found somebody that likes the things that you used to And baby, he's a looker too She said, it was a chance of a lifetime what was I supposed to do I came staggerin' in, in the middle of the

Look what the cat dragged in Look at the swag dats himm Hollowman who gets the mad stacks in Look at his, Kicks and the hats matchinn (that's RIGHT) Look at him Look what the cat dragged (CAT DRAGGED) Push up your black flag (BLACK FLAG)

Whoa oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown

That may be all I need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do That someday it would lead me back to you And I never want to leave Sunday