Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

Love of my life can't you see What it means to me Love of my life Love of my life - you've hurt me You've broken my heart and now you leave me Bring it back, bring it back Don't take it away from me, because you don't know Love of my life don't leave me

Oops, baby, I love you Oops, my baby, you woke up in my bed Oops, we broke up, we're better off as friends Now I accidentally need you, I don't know what to do And when I think about the way you touch my body You've got me singing This could be my

Please don’t let me die in Florida, I don’t care about my name. Throw my bed on to a train. And this is what I know. If you catch me dying in Orlando If you catch me dying in Daytona I was born in Indian summer, In the Southern long ago. Where those

Give me that honey love Tonight is your night Cause' there is something that I want from you Yeah come inside Now turn the lights down Don't be scared, touch me I know what you want and uh For the rest of your life

I will try, try, try not to bring it all home I'll make you stronger, stronger You don't even want this You don't even need this You don't have to cover up your tears at all 'Cause I know it's you saving me I will fight, fight, fight for what we had

As soon as I get my gun (Don't even have a gun) (Don't even have a gun!) But we want someone like you. We could get somebody else, Then let's go Can I bleed enough to fill up what the engine takes? I don't know They're teaching me to kill

Bam bam dilla, bam bam Bam bam, bam bam I just wanted you to know 'Ey what a bam bam I don't blame you much for wanting to be free I loved you better than your own kin did From the very start Man I can understand how it might be Kinda hard to love a girl

Don't know quite what to say, haven't seen you in seven ages Can you tell that it's me, or is my picture on torn out pages? And you think it's real, but it's just another future deal And you know you're right, 'cause you've waited for it all night Then

You better, you better, you better I do it nice, seven days a week Like oh my, oh my, oh my God I don't do nothing for free you know I got to charge When I'm done, they be like you better When that check come I be like I pull up, like what's up,