Sophisticated lady put your blue jeans on You're anybody's baby when your mama's gone Pretty lady, get back Pretty lady, yea, sweet thing Sophisticated lady tryin' to change my ways Just because you're caught in your social maze I think it's 'bout time

Ya know what I mean Busta Rhymes in the place y'all Let me tell ya a little something, Yeah, alright Busta 1995, this year I want One of them Crazy, Sexy-Cool women Ya know what I'm sayin' One of them real crazy, just sexy

Don't let the sun go down on me Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free 'Cause losing everything is like the sun going down on me I can't light no more of your darkness All my

Please myself by living my life too How I feel about you All I want to do is please you Have absolutely no reflection on Just charge it to my account I hope I haven't gone over my limit With interest rates so swift No need to scream and shout

Can you believe me when I say, there's nothing I like better, Than just to sit here and talk with you. Although I'll rant and I'll rave about one thing and another The beauty of it is, hope you'll agree, though I'm a poor boy, I can still be happy, As

Pamela, don't break this heart of mine Just remember, it may not heal this time Pamela, there is no second chance, for the one who leaves it all behind Side by side, I'll be yours forever Rain or shine, any kind of weather There isn't anything I wouldn't

Come rain or come shine I'm gonna love you like nobody's loved you I guess when you met me It was just one of those things But don't ever bet me 'Cause I'm gonna be true if you let me You're gonna love me like nobody's loved me Happy together, unhappy

Bitch, bitch, the bitch is back I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch oh, the bitch is back Stone cold sober as a matter of fact I can bitch, I can bitch 'cause I'm better than you It's the way that I move, the things that I do oh I was justified when I was five

That may be all I need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do That someday it would lead me back to you And I never want to leave Sunday

Bigger houses, faster cars yes Friday nights and whiskey friends Tell her second chance's a second wind Just one more candle then you tell yourself Twenty something Twenty something, buying coffee you can't afford Making love is keeping score You're