Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau Some belong to strangers, and some to

Have that wreckless love That crazy love Let's go back there Let's take it there That off the wall won't stop til I get enough kind of love I need that love So baby, let's go Let's go back in time

Nothing can stop this love Don't stop, I need it Release me, it's too hard for me to hold It thrills me to the bone Oh Lord! Forgive us Alas, we've lost control baby Never gon' get enough My heart bleeding

Oh me, oh my might Cut dope, gone need more quinine (Off the rip) Forty knock his head off (off the rip) Drop top V, niggas sped off (off the rip) I'ma ride with my dog off the rip Talking brown bag, paper tag off the rip Shawty came through, bent it

I'm shoutin' from the rooftop, baby Come pick me up, come pick me up You cut so deep, cut so deep You made me a believer Tell me, will you come and save me? Fire the shots and I need to know Pick me up and show me home All my senses just need to know Why

I wanna taste the sun I gotta feeling that I'm not the only one And I, I wanna show some skin Yeah, baby I need the ocean And you can't stop me now I've got my heart in motion And I wanna make it in America Make it in America Cause baby I'm born to run

Reckless serenade I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need Call up to listen to the voice of reason Topless models Doing semaphore Wave their flags as she walks by And get ignored Illuminations On a rainy day

Round and round Going round and round 'Cause I'm getting dizzy Boy, I need you here with me I'm falling hard for you We're never gonna stop Well your gonna miss me We cant go on this way All I can say we're

When the sun goes down You’re gonna need a flashlight You’re gonna need a candle I think I can manage that When you leave town I’m gonna buy you a calling card ‘Cause I’m falling hard for you I go back on Labor Day And I will try to make my way

Just drop the top, hot box the block Gon’ have the time of your life We gon’ hit the streets Take you on the ride of your life I’ll take you on the ride of your life Need you here on the passenger side Might change your life I been doing shit these hoes