I won't dance, don't ask me. I won't dance, madame, with you. I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore; When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle, But this feeling isn't purely mental, For heaven rest us, I'm not asbestos. I won't dance.

I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more It may sound funny but you'd think by now I'd be smilin' Sick of this life Not that you'd care I'm not the only one With whom these feelings I share Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse I guess

We are born like this It's not what I took from you It's not what I stole The time has come to change this To make the life we know They took what we were given Somewhere, someone's god is laughing It's not what I gave to you It's not what I sold

Though I will disappear Into the street parade When I was waiting for your phone call The one that never came Like a man about to burst I was dying of thirst Though I will never fade Or get lost in this daze It's not too hard to cry

Oh, Biggie, give me one more chance I got that good dick, girl, you didn’t know? All you hoes, callin' here for my daddy get off his dick Like that mommy? Hi dDaddy, how you doing, this is Tyiest I was thinking about you last night Mm you actin' like you

Will you stand beside me like you did before And the wolf is at the door Would you still love me, if just perhaps The roof above our heads should suddenly collapse Would you still take me, for what I am If I had nothin? This heart?s an engine, it?s

For this life, I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's, sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it) Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Pop it, pop it) Murda on the beat so it's not nice Drop the top, play

When the fever comes To take care of my soul And there's no one else Yes there's no one else Open up your eyes I've got nothing to say There's no one else but us In this little place Moving like the rain

Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

But Cinderella's got to go I'm sorry for runnin' away like this And I'm sorry I've already made my wish Here I am, so try to forgive me I don't believe in fairy tales Here we are with nothin' but honesty I've had enough, I'm not gonna stay I'm sorry just