You know you wanna be my baby Now here we go again, here we go again Here we go again, here we go again We should have listened to each other's hearts We can make it happen if you 'bout that action Falling in love in every part Let me tell you little

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na Why did you listen to that man, that man's a balloon Won't you come here and stay with me Why don't you come here and stay with me Oh, you gotta get out and get back to me John, you gotta get out and get back to me I'm getting

All we gotta do is, listen Imagine it, anywhere More than miles I'll take you there Know one day from the sky, we'll be as one Now here we are Let's hit the road And away we go

It doesn't matter who you are You're in control From the start in your own way You just want somebody listening to what you say Is there anywhere you want to go? Is there anything you want to know? The future's for discovering The space in which we're

Ain't no valley low enough Ain't no river wide enough To keep me from getting to you babe 'Cause baby there ain't no mountain high enough I'll be there on the double Ain't no mountain high enough Listen baby, ain't no mountain high Ain't no valley low,

Mamelapa umnqunduwakho! (listen here, you fucking asshole) Andifuni ukuyaehlatini! (i don't want to go to the bush with you) Sukubammba incanca yam! (don't touch my penis) Andi so stabani! (i'm not a gay) Incanca yam yeyamantobi! (this penis is for the

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It has been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh, God, I'm one If I had listened to what my mother said, I`d have been at home today, But I was young and foolish, oh, God Let a rambler lead me

And I pray they'll find the answer That there's a way to right the wrong And lord while your listen Some troubles of my own I got problems right here at home Fires are burning, up the forests Down along the Amazon There's children starving in Guatemala

The half a man that you've made of me If I only had one arm to hold you Well better yet if I had none at all Then I wouldn't have two arms that ache For you there'd be one less mem'ry to recall If I only had one ear to listen to The lies that you told to

Champagne and wine Sittin' here thinking, about the times I roamed Different girls, that I have known Of all girls, that I have met You are the one girl that I can't forget, listen We had our time, now Good and bad, now I can't forget a man I sho' ain't