So danço samba so danço samba Vi vi vi vi vi The jazz samba the jazz samba Yo do si yo twista que je mais My no say me con se do calypso cha cha cha How it gets to you Thrills you through and through

Maybe it's just jealousy Mixed up with a violent mind A circumstance that doesn't make much sense Or maybe I'm just dumb I don't know you but I think I hate you You're the reason for my misery Strange, how you've become my biggest enemy And I've never

Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes This is, how it, it goes So I hold my breath 'til my heart explodes You can steal my body but you can't steal my soul Nothing more than silhouettes of Picture perfect, I don't want it And rinse it out

(Ground beneath my feet) I need that (Ground beneath my feet) to feel that I need that (ground beneath my feet) to feel that (Ground beneath my feet) to feel that, I need that I need that home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home 'Cause it's life that I've

If you were here, I'd never have a fear So go on live your life But I miss you more than I did yesterday You're so far away So c'mon show me how 'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say Oh baby here comes the sound I took a train outta New Orleans

Take the long way home Long way home You took the long way home So you think you're a Romeo Playing a part in a picture-show 'Cause you're the joke of the neighborhood Why should you care if you're feeling good But there are times that you feel you're

In a town this size, there's no place to hide Everywhere you go you meet someone you know You can't steal a kiss in a place like this How the rumors do fly in a town this size How the rumors do fly in a town this size In a smokey bar in the backseat of

Often, often, girl I do this often Make that pussy pop and do it how I want it She asked me if I do this every day, I said often Asked how many times she rode the wave, not so often Bitches down to do it either way, often Baby I can make that pussy rain,

Molly, Percocets Fuck it, mask off Chase a check Never chase a bitch Rep the set Gotta rep the set Call it how it is

Sunday, Bloody Sunday How long must we sing this song? How long, how long? 'Cause tonight, we can be as one Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) I can't believe the news today Oh, I can't close my eyes