Till the end We're at the start and time will tell I know what's on your mind Let's lay it on the line All the things were missin' Look I just came back to town Drink that green dragon down It's time for me talk and you to listen I know my heart, I know

She's my dream girl So I'll wait for her, to come She won't break my heart Because you know, she'll be From Australia She is so, beautiful Everybody knows it's true You never listen to me I know I'm better off alone

Listen what they say (listen what they say) I wouldn't do that (ooh, ooh) 54-46 was my number, was my number, man Can you hear me say, yeah? (yeah yeah) Right now, someone else has that number Stick it up, mister Can you hear what I'm saying now, yeah

I just want you to listen now (Yeah, I love you, I love you) Oh you told me, girl you told me Could've sworn that you told me Well, I'm tellin' you, I'm tellin' you Now I ain't through, I ain't through I, I ain't through, I ain't through I ain't done

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Listen to them, children of the night, what music they make Paint your face, tonight we terrorize this town, Coffin case, we gather, our time is now. Ten thirty-one, we roam the streets in thirst for blood, It all begins, with you, with your life We are

You don't know what I'm feeling Into your own All 'cause you won't listen Listen, I am alone at a crossroads I'm not at home, in my own home And I've tried and tried To say what's on my mind Well, you should have known

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

Yo, now you gon' stop me from the top? Listen Shout out Harlem, man Shout out A$AP Rocky, man AWGE in the building, man What's good? Is that potato salad? Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself So I keep a high waist and alligator the

Baby it’s not you it’s me It’s not you it’s me It’s not you It’s not you, not you it’s me Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh And I know I be trippin’ trippin’ But I need you to listen It’s not you, not you