I'm standing here naked (naked, naked) I wanna give you everything I'm not going to wait until you're done You're ready to swallow all your pride 'Cause here I am, I'm givin' all I can Yeah, I'm right here, I'm tryin' to make it clear Pretending you

(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,

But I told you so I said I, I don't wanna control you Oh, and I know, yeah As long as you know, baby Every pleasure you taste has its price, babe But I told you so, no I don't wanna say I told you so I am gonna show you The world, and all that you desire

I'm standing here naked (naked, naked) I wanna give you everything I'm not going to wait until you're done You're ready to swallow all your pride 'Cause here I am, I'm givin' all I can Yeah, I'm right here, I'm tryin' to make it clear Pretending you

I wanna move. Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Seven Thirty Seven comin' out of the sky. Oh! Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride, Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah! Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, try'in' to get a hand,

They will not get none, nah (in the way) Far as I'm concerned, it's in the way (in the way) In the way, minus sign niggas in the way, yeah In the way, yeah, minus sign niggas in the way The stars will keep fallin', like asteroids we ballin' So they will

I hate boys, but boys love me. I think they suck and my friends agree. Eh yeah, eh yeah, eh yeah, I. hate. boys. Bo-bo-bo-boys bo-boys If you hate 'em boys, shake it. If you hate them boys, shake it. No-no-no-no, I'm not bitter, I'm not mad. Well, maybe

He's the one Who likes all the pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he knows not what it mean Knows not what it mean And I say yeah Sell the kids for food

Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah Oh oh oh oh oh Mama, can I get another amen? I pray for the wicked on the weekend Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent If I had one more day to wish If I had one more day Been traveling in packs that I can't carry anymore

Come closer Oh-oh, oh, yeah Let's take a jet to Aruba, I know it sounds nice, ooh You gon' fall into my trap, you gon' fall right through Even when you're with your lover and your phone's on mute When I call you an Uber, you gon' come right through Need