She's an angel My only angel It was an angel I really saw an angel Open up your eyes, shut your mouth and see That I'm still the only one who's been in love with me I'll guess I'll be getting you stuck in between my teeth And there's nothing I can do

Yes, I guess it was me, for us to guess That we're gonna have to be free Can't strain my brain I can't strain my brain I know how it feels to worry all the time I can't take the pain I know how it feels to worry over, just a dime Keep on runnin', when

They hating on me 'cause I'm dumb rich (rich) Ain't no question (whoo), ain't no fucking second guessing (ain't no what?) It's a blessing (what) I was broke but now I'm flexing (flex) We in the game like Madden (Madden) Money fucking do a backflip (rich)

But not for me I was a fool to fall and get that way Heigh-ho! Alas! And also, lack-a-day Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss I guess she's not for me They're writing songs of love A lucky star's above With love to lead the way I've found

Just holding the flashlight He'll never how much he taught me Out in that garage And I guess the stuff that stuck Was more about life than fixing cars But I sure did learn a lot He said son hold it still Keep that beam shining straight He'd have a

I hate to say it but I told you so Told you if you left that you were goin' be miserable Guess he don't do it like me Or else you wouldn't be Runnin' back to the past it was you that left me I hate to say it but you know I'm right Every time you're up

If ya told me from the start That you played around, I woulda been fine Then I woulda played too And I guess I woulda had a good time You are so fine Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine (so doggone fine) Fine (your love was sent from above)

I'll just be the outcast I guess I'll be the outcast I'm high off the music, my head's in the clouds I kinda like it up here, I am not comin' down I'd rather be alone, I am not good in crowds Which is kinda confusin', I've not been that way since I was a

One day they will see it's long gone. Now that San Francisco's gone I guess I'll just pack it in Wanna wash away my sins In the presence of my friends You and I, we head back east To find a town where we can live Even in the half light We can see that

That was us Yeah, here's to us I got my mail today, Just the kind that miss us A bunch of bills I can't pay, I guess their shit outta luck But there was one from an old friend, Brought back memories Black and white from way back when