You just you just, fooling around with me You're so beautiful, you just lay it on me Foxy lady you really are the greatest show in town You want to play, you wanna eat your cake and have it your way You've got it easy and you don't give a damn Foolin'

Tha fact of tha matter she blow out tha frizzame I keep me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain What's really butter? Swingin' by the tires leave a third degree And I heard there's bouncin' niggas hatin' wanna murder me They gon' have to take me straight

Bennie and the Jets Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet Oh, Bennie, she’s really keen She’s got electric boots, a mohair suit Hey kid, shake it loose together The spotlight’s hitting something That’s been known to change the weather We’ll kill

'Round midnight, midnight It begins to tell I do pretty well, till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still

Like a soul without a mind In a body without a heart I'm missing every part Really hurt me baby, really hurt me baby You're the book that I have opened And now I've got to know much more I know that I've been mad in love before And how it could be with

Sometimes I don't know which way to go 'cause I'm walking on a high wire Have to pull it together Feel so washed up today Haven't really got much to say Blood on the pillow of my bed Explains the pain that's in my head Sometimes I can't tell, but it's

Have a word for your brother Have some time for one another Really love one another It's so hard to find (Wherever, wherever, wherever you are) I come to getcha and I know where you are I got the business to make a mind That's right baby I see wherever,

It begins to tell, 'round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown, Suppertime I'm feelin' sad; But it really gets bad, 'round midnight. Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories, When my heart is

'Round midnight, midnight It begins to tell I do pretty well, till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still

Baby I'm addicted Is you're the only reason I'm trying But you're the drug that keeps me from dying Baby I'm a lair but all I really know I lose it all Have I told you how good It feels to be me When I'm in you I can only stay clean