I'd be alright I'd be just fine 'Cause your love is larger than life Baby, if I'd die in your arms tonight Uh-uh-uh-uhh Back here, let's make up lost times All of these times I'd die in your arms tonight I've been sittin' here

She told me do her body right, I did She said she want me spend the night, I did, I did She want me hit it when she wake up, I did, did Yeah her body be calling, I be on that mission She like the position, waking the neighbors Got 31 flavors, I'm doing

Yeah I'm down if you feel like messin' around Whatever you want, shoot, I don't care, you can come over here I can come over there And pick you up, that's right On a sit around Saturday night with nothing to do And you just want something to do All you

Play your position, we switchin' positions, lights out Girl I know you're down for playin' Your body done started up this conversation Girl, let's get it We party all night, then you leave in the mornin' You a bad mothafucka, you the shit right now I

Like a star you are so far But I need to find a place in your heart Wanderer star that you are How do you find a place in my heart Yes I sit and wonder why You would tell me a lie And I stayed up all night Yes! ­All night Should have known from the start

For the first time Oh these times are hard Yeah they're making us crazy Don't give up on me baby Trying to make it work but man these times are hard Sit talking up all night Even after all these years We just now got the feeling that we're meeting But

'Cause she's two thousand light years away I hold my breath and close my eyes and Dream about her She holds my malakite so tight so Never let go I sit alone in my bedroom Staring at the walls I've been up all damn night long My pulse is speeding

I sit up all night And know it ain't right, baby But I don't I don't think, don't think that I Talk no more And everybody says Boy why don't you just leave it alone But I don't think I can

It ain't you No it ain't me That's not the way Love's supposed to be And it's just no good No it ain't right For you to be sitting all alone Crying every night You're down on your knees

Ain't no whiskey strong enough to make things right I'm just getting over another sober Saturday night No, I'm not hungover it's true, but I'm still not over you All messed up, all strung out, I was sitting at home breaking down I'm not out there getting