Dress me up in stitches It's now or never Tired of wearing black and blue They crawl along Dying to get my blood on you Blood on you I can be your right of way So we can get out of here I've always been the one

Let's make it happen Ooh, let's make it happen tonight It's not about what you've done It's about what you doing It's all about where you going No matter where you've been, let's go! Let's go! (Hey, its now or never oh oh) Let's go! (Tomorrow's good,

They're the children on parade And nobody knows All the girls and boys have gone away They never really had much to say They took off all their clothes and their shoes Politely asked to be excused They have a secret they can share All the broken toys lie

Anyway they don't know you like I do They'll never know you You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things Baby don't worry about it All of the time Lady we'll go out to the floor You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing Why are you so paranoid

15, 15, rose up from the depths, now I live a dream 15, 15, making history, this shit something they never seen My 15 minutes stretching some hours late Bring me 15 bitches, I'll make 'em salivate 15 million right on my fuckin' plate BOA, 15 hundred just

Wash my hands of this You know they're gonna burn it down You notice how God ain't even helping you out Why the hell don't you throw yourself away Baby's born on a bathroom floor Her mother prays that it'll never cry When they ask you'll say 'it isn't

Be prepared! I never thought hyenas essential They're crude and unspeakably plain But maybe they've a glimmer of potential If allied to my vision and brain I know that your powers of retention Are as wet as a warthogs backside But thick as you are, pay

Repeat after me I'm never sorry, I'm never sorry I'm never sorry! Something they can't see See how you fear me You can zone me shut Or cut out my tongue But you can't unhear me now

But never truly lied at all, then and now True to truth somehow Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck with the gang I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang It's time to fuck up the whole game! Gang, gang, gang They talkin' down on my name, don't let 'em run off

I do hate to lose With another man's wife It's running just 'fore day She's all right, she's all right Well, now, there's two, there's two trains running Well, they ain't never, no, going my way Well, now, one run at midnight and the other one Running