Snap out of it (Snap out of it) I wanna grab both your shoulders and shake baby I get the feeling I left it too late, but baby If that watch don't continue to swing or the fat lady fancies having a sing I'll be here waiting ever so patiently for you to

Yeah, alright, alright, alright, hey Watch how I put it down Just wanna keep all your attention baby (Get on that thang and represent) (Get on that thang, get on that thang) I be representin', representin' Hey can I grab the wheel and drive you crazy Sit

You're too sexy to me Tell them pretty faced girls tryna grabs each other And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble Baby, I'mma tell you some' only 'cause I love ya People all around the world sexy motherfuckers Damn, that's ugly

I still fuck 'em like I used too I need to put that shit on Youtube Cause you know we got that dancefloor crazy Single ladies come and have my baby Hey my nigga come and grab your lady Lemme see you twerk it, lemme see if you can twerk it 'Cause you know

Down at the local laundromat I'm gettin' madder everyday You been meetin' your man, baby I say, you been meetin' your man, baby I've done got wise An' daddy ain't goin' for that Early every mornin' You grab your old blouse or two Yeah, you get up early

And it's all over now, baby blue You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with his gun Crying like a fire in the sun Look out the saints are comin'

And it's all over now, Baby Blue You must leave now Take what you need, you think will last But whatever it is you think you need You better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with his gun Crying like a fire in the sun Look out the saints are comin'

And it's all over now, baby blue You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with his gun Crying like a fire in the sun Look out the saints are comin'

On the sunny side of the street Grab your coat Just direct your feet I used to walk in the shade With gold dust at my feet Grab your hat, baby Leave your worries on the doorstep Can't you hear a pitter-pat, babe? And that happy tune is your step