White America! Little Eric looks just like this Erica loves my shit I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs I get I could be one of your kids I Could be one of your kids I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see So many motherfuckin' people who feel

Pretty woman, walking down the street! Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet! Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you must be true No one can look as good as youuu Pretty woman, won't you pardon me?? Pretty woman, I couldn't help but see Pretty woman.

It was pretty in May, but it died in June I watched her go After she planted her love in the top soil And from the top soil an iris bloomed If I could be just one thing I would be what you’re craving Six foot three with steel blue eyes Sweep you off of

Why you playin', shawty? I could put you on, yeah I know I got all of these girls up in my phone, yeah But on the real, you the only one I want, yeah 'Cause I don't wanna be a playa no more I don't wanna be a playa no more Be a playa no more 'Cause I

Dodododododo Where does the love go I don't know When it's all said and done How could I be losing you forever After all the time we spent together I had to know why I had to lose you

And I know I could be more clever I was out on the town So I came to your window last night I tried not to throw stones But I wanted to come inside Now I'm causing a scene, thinking you need a reason to smile Oh no, what have I done? There's no one to

Even love couldn’t save us We'd wake up On a bed of guns and roses Should’ve known it From the start it was already over We were just too dumb to notice And we'd pray but And we don’t know which one to choose When either way, we’re gonna lose

Someone will love you Sorry to my unknown lover But someone isn't me Sorry that I can't believe that anybody ever really Starts to fall in love with me Sorry I could be so blind Didn't mean to leave you And all of the things that we had behind

Someone will love you, let me go I've been hoping Someone will love you, let me go (go, go, go) I've been hoping somebody loves you in the ways I couldn't Somebody's taking care of all of the mess I've made Someone you don't have to change Good on paper,

Tomorrow I ride at dawn Like my father And his father And his father before Watched the soil burn with fire War after war Done things I didn't know I could For the common good Give a man a hundred years