I can't get you out of my head God knows I've tried But I just can't forget Those crazy nights And all the things that we did Well, I don't know just what it is Maybe it was the way you talked Maybe it was the way you laughed But I know I want you back

If crazy is a place, then I hope they've got space for two She might be my cocaine She might be my rehab And I know it's messed up but I can't get enough of you It don't matter what we say It don't matter all the things we do And I ain't tryna OD But if

Vogue, vogue, vogue Come on, vogue Strike a pose, there's nothing to it (Move to the music) Strike a pose Don't just stand there Don't, don't, don't just stand there Let your body move to the music You know you can do it

Some like this and some like that And some don't know where it's at If you don't get loose, If you don't groove Well, your motor won't make it And your motor won't move Easy come, easy go Any way the wind blows If time don't tell you then don't ask me

If I let it out I don't know what I'll do There's a creature inside of you too So I shut it out, I bottle up, I hide it from the world I can't hold back The creature wants me screaming, screaming I'm living a lie, there's a creature hiding inside of me

You see a man's face But you will never know his thoughts Yeah yeah yeah ah But you don't see his heart Everywhere you go There's a man to say love Never neither never neither Take it to heart For your heart is your heart

It's been a long time coming Ye it's been a long time coming Everyone's running from something but we don't know when it's coming So we keep running and running Now there's no light to guide me on my way home Now there's no time to shine my rusty halo

Through the middle of the night unknown And I'll ride The sun has opened up my eyes And I don't want to leave your side For that lonesome road But here I go Climbing back behind the wheel of 50 feet of chrome and steel and a load They need in Chicago

Maybach Music Yo this Chris Rock I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rose That's how we do it That's all we do Belaire Rose! Eatin' Wingstop, what you know about Wingstop, nigga? You don't know nothin' about no Wingstop

Don't say a word at all I wanna get back to where we started To the summer night You know, you know, you know, you know we got it right We don't gotta say anything Don't gotta say anything Yeah wanna get back to San Francisco In the fire light You know,