You gotta be be good to me I'm gonna be be good to you We'll be happy as can be Just gotta be be good to me, baby! I've been hurt before I'm gonna be be good so tell me that you're gonna be good too I'll pick you up at seven

You give good love to me Baby, you give good love (You give good love to me) Now you're here like you've been before And you know just what I need It took some time for me to see That you give good love to me, baby So good, take this heart of mine into

Try living, try try living You ain't lived in a woman's world If you never been told how you gotta be What you gotta wear, how you gotta speak And if you can't see that it's gotta change But she goes to the same job everyday She's overworked and

You've been wandering for days How you felt me slip your mind Leave behind your wanting ways Cause you were all I ever longed for I want to look you in the eye And I will hold you in Wide eyed, with a heart-ling full of fright Your eyes follow like

If God is a D.J, life is a dance floor love is the rhythm,you are the music you get what you're given it's all how you use it I've been a girl with her skirt pulled high Been the outcast never running with mascara eyes I see the world As a candy store

It's a crazy truth like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz And I walked in the Louvre now the Mona Lisa's hanging in my house And somehow I still ain't been found out I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels, and I got away with you Well I got

How can I live? How can I live without you? I would go anywhere with you I would go when you ask me to I'm going back east where I belong Where I belong We’ve been riding up mountains Turning corners in our lives We would have taken any buses

It shouldn't be complicated It should be easy I don't know how else to say it (You don't know how to) Baby, love, it should be easy It's the only way to love I've been thinking

We might just get hit with the R.I.C.O. Views, views, views Old ways, new women, gotta keep 'em balanced The girl of your dreams, to me is probably not a challenge I've been counted out so many times I couldn't count it Funny how now my accountant is

You've been growing up You've been growing on Further away from us now And everything below you dies The same fool in the same game My father he told me what goes around Comes, comes around again The faces you see on the way up Are those on the way back