Warned you about No doubt I'm the one your mama I'm known for taking ladies home And turning them out. Like kissing all the girlies and Making them cry. I'm a wise guy with wits The opposite of shy

All right, okay As long as it's funky We'll make it funky for you now I'm a child of the ah, the 87 ah From the streets; get on a beat and go ah I could break it down like whatever ya ah On some K-R-S be-here-forever-type, uh

Were we better men than we'd ever been before? Say, if she came again today, would you still answer to the call? Tell the truth, my friend, don't it matter anymore? Was it bitter then with our backs against the wall? We were simple men by her side when

You were the one See'etait toi I'm looking for comfort That I can take From someone else But after all I know there is no one You were the only one

Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is mad for you my friend Doesn't matter what you see Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you

Before it's too late? When we gonna wake up, baby? It's time for loving Are we gonna wake up, my baby When we gonna wake up, my baby So who's gonna rescue us from ourselves? You used to be my closest ally In this cold, cold world of deception and lies,

I'm standing in the rain Getting soaking wet I'm doing my best The good intentions and the pain (Concerto for a rainy day...) I'm waiting all alone I'm so tired I want to go home.

London in the summer time Call me now use the satellite What could be wetter than An English girl American man Cuss me out and it'll feel all right It's all right now Down and out and it'll sound all right The California animal is a bear Angeleno but the

But baby, I want's to be loved Every time I ask ya, for a date You don't come at all or you mighty late I ask you to dance, a little spin You said "wait a minute, daddy, here come my friend" I like the way you walk when you passin' by Even when you

I'm just blowin' smoke Yeah we're just blowin' We all say that we'll Quit someday When our nerves ain't shot Between the lunch and dinner rush Kelly caught that outbound bus for Vegas