If I could just die in your arms I wouldn't mind 'Cause every time you touch me I just die in your arms Ooh, it feels so right So baby baby please don't stop girl Oh, I can't help it I'm just selfish There's no way that I could share you That would break

Girl mi haffi tell you, say your body good Mi haffi tell you, say your body good You do some thing, me never know you could Ah mi baby dat, mm hmm She touch a weak spot What a bloodclaat, pum pum fat The world know she hot She balance pon the big fat

Wish I could Keep You Much Longer I know You gotta Go 'cause you got things to do Now You to Busy for Me Girl like I was To You Wish I could Stop By And Maybe Say, "Hi" Wish I could just Stop By And Lay By Your Side Darkness in the Night I'll Find that

Buy yourself a dream, how's it looking? Buy yourself a car and a house to live in Get yourself a girl, someone different I've given everything, I want to be a happy man too It all could be different, try to do something new Buy yourself a dream and it

I got you baby I would like to get to know if I could be The kind of girl that you could be down for 'Cause when I look at you I feel something tells me That you're the kind of guy that I should make a move on I know everybody's gonna be lonely We got

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

Ooh baby baby baby We can be superfriends Girl we could be superfriends, ha You get wiped out instead of getting wifed up But we could cut if you're trying to get knifed up Now ain't no one perfect that we on earth with But why buy if it ain't worth it?

They call the lonely one Is it good to have cried? With the longing to hide On your heartaches and fears Is it wise to be cold, to struggle, to hold back with tears If you could only see the girl You'd know that since you're gone The lonely one is me

Hold on to the memories, they will hold on to you Please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere I want your midnights There's glitter on the floor after the party Girls carrying their shoes down in the lobby Candle wax and

You're my London girl Just the sound of your voice This could be our final dance This could be our very last chance The way that you walk The way that you talk And I ain't got no choice And if you cut me, don't you think I feel Is this body made of clay,