A loser like me So everyone can hear Hit me with the words you got and knock me down Baby, I don't care Keep it up and soon enough you'll figure out You wanna be, you wanna be All of the dirt you've been throwin' my way It ain't so hard to take, that's

I see you every day I got my eyes on you I love the way you walk You're my babe You got dimples in your jaw Said I'm crazy 'bout your walk I love the way you talk When you're talkin' that talk You're my baby

When her song's on the radio A little crazy with a blue jean tear My baby's hands in the air don't have a care Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go. Jesus and gypsy soul Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls. 'Cause she likes to

My baby just cares for me Liz Taylor is not his style Is something he can't see My baby just cares for My baby don't care for shows My baby don't care for clothes My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for high-tone places And even Lana

What is love? Baby, don't hurt me Baby, don't hurt me no more Oh, I don't know why you're not there I give you my love but you don't care So what is right and what is wrong? Give me a sign

Oh, Lord have mercy on my wicked soul, Hey, black mama, what's the matter with you? Said it ain't satisfaction, don't care what I do, Hey, mama, what's the matter with you? Said it ain't satisfaction, baby, don't care what I do. You take a brown-skinned

Nothin' like them other motherfuckers I can make you rich (I can make you rich) Do I make you scared? Baby, won't you take me back? Fuck my life, can't say that girl Don't tell me you can save that shit All she want is payback for the way I always play

And who gave you the right to shake my family tree? I don't understand it Tell me are you the ghost of jealousy And who gave you the right to scare my baby, she needs me They put a knife in my back Shot an arrow in me There's a thumpin' in the floor

More than you could ever know Make my wish come true I don't care about presents Underneath the Christmas tree All I want for Christmas is you baby don't want a lot for Christmas There's just one thing I need I just want you for my own

And for a moment I don't even care Until I feel his breath at my neck And maybe even you can feel it too He's on a strike and looking at you Holding onto his words, but baby I saw an angel become the devil Well baby, I don't need any of them Heaven nor