A single mom who works two jobs Who loves her kids and never stops With gentle hands and a heart of a fighter I'm a survivor And Gods amazing grace The baby girl without a chance A victim of circumstance The one who ought a give up,but she's just Too

You gotta get down on your knees, believe Fold your hands and beg and plead You gotta cry, rain tears of pain Pound the floor and scream His name 'Cause we're still worth saving Can't go on like this and live like this We can't love like this Gotta keep

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?" They're really saying, "I love you" I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you I

Oh, strip that down, girl You know, I love it, when the music's loud But c'mon, strip that down for me, baby Now there's a lot of people in the crowd But only you can dance with me So put your hands on my body You know, I love it when the music's loud

Love is hell Raise your hands, let me hear you yell Love is shit Can't you tell I've had enough of it I'd rather be stabbed and be cut into ribbons I'd rather be dead than the way you got me living I'd rather be shot in the heart and be bleeding I'd

To the "love", I left my conscience pressed Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer "What did it ever do for me?", I say Kiss and tell Loose lips sink ships To "I swear, I say" To hands between legs, to "whatever it takes" To drinks at the club, to

Bovay, Alabama Into the mane of my lover I'll lay my hands deep In the arms of the warmest colour I'll bury my hands deep Bovay, Alabama, Alabama

I'll meet you there (Lo-lo-lo-love) This time and next time, you know I'll meet you there So you go your way and I'll go mine And if we're meant to, I'll meet you there We can't speed up the hands of time But if we're meant to, (lo-lo-lo-love)

Is just a grain of sand And what you've been out there searching for forever Is in your hands Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing What you got if you ain't got love The kind that you just want to give away It's okay to open up Go ahead and let

High of something, high of something If you got drugs in this motherfucker Let me see your hands in the air Narcotics in the club and the ladies love us So let's get high off something 'til your mothafucking brain don't function I'm in this mothafucker