Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Go go go Johnny go Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever

How would you feel, if I told you I loved you? It's just something that I want to do I'll be taking my time, spending my life Falling deeper in love with you So tell me that you love me too We were sitting in a parked car Stealing kisses in the front

Every time you look at me Darling look at me I've fallen like a fool for you Darling can't you see I'd do anything you want me to I tell myself I'm in too deep Then I fall a little farther I would bet my life, like I bet my heart That you were the one,

Why you, why you keep that tool like dat? How you get so high like dat? Why your eyes like dat? Kodak, why you act like dat? Why you strapped like dat? Nigga, I don't need no vitamin C Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (With my niggas, aye)

Too deep (yeah yeah) This shit too deep Too deep (too deep) for me Getting too deep (yeah yeah) I argue with my side thing (yuh) Way more than my main thing (yuh) I thought we were just fucking I can't fall in love for nothing I can't lie to you for

(Glitch, glitch, glitch, glitch) Car full of miles to the deep blue Walkin' in the snow from the upper joy Ice in my hair 'cause I'm a cold bitch Don't play me You're the reason why your soul glitch Too good to have you too

Your sleeping heart You've been deep in a coma But I stood right here When you thought there was no one I was still right here You were scared, but I told ya Open up your eyes

I'm in too deep Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh Can't touch the bottom with my feet Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living I heard your siren's call, it was beautiful I am drowning, God, please don't save me Used to be scared of the ocean 'Cause

Flesh starts to rip Gouging through skin From the throat Blood gushes Glandular eruption Blistered skin secretion Wounds too deep to heal Lungs fill with blood As vocal chords collapse

What a sad beautiful tragic love affair We had a beautiful magic love affair Long handwritten note, deep in your pocket Words, how little they mean, when you're a little too late I stood right by the tracks, your face in a locket Good girls, hopeful