Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do now? Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do? Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do? Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do now? Me seh want some lady whatcha gonna do? Mama, mama, dem hold papa Seh dem charge him for smoke ganja If me never jump two fence, dem

You better, you better, you better I do it nice, seven days a week Like oh my, oh my, oh my God I don't do nothing for free you know I got to charge When I'm done, they be like you better When that check come I be like I pull up, like what's up,

My sins from my youth And father, please remove my transgressions Let them blow in the wind like sand 'Cause all of my deeds, you know them Use me as your vessel Shine like the burning candle in the room Lord, don't remember, oh, don't remember Lord,

That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball! Ever since I was a young boy, I've played the silver ball. From Soho down to Brighton I must have played them all. But I ain't seen nothing like him In any amusement hall He stands like a statue,

I've got the cure you're thinkin' of (calling Dr. love) They call me Dr. Love (calling Dr. love) You need my love baby, oh so bad You're not the only one I've ever had And if I say I want to set you free Don't you know you'll be in misery They call me

Ooooooh that's right What if you should decide That you don't want me there by your side That you don't want me there in your life Oooooooh that's right Let's take a breath try to put it aside What if there was no lie Nothing wrong, nothing right What if

I swear, I'll give it to you Can't imitate how I feel When I think about you You, you, you (it's all about) You, you, you (that's what it's all about) Anything you want Mm, Right Now Oh ah, oh ah (Right Now Sound)

Get on your way No way you're gonna work And Jack don't rock Oh what a shame I open the door Ooo, I strut like a cock It's all coming back to me If it's all the same I'll get on my coat and leave

(That's what Christmas means to me, my love) All these things and more That's what Christmas means to me, my love, ah yeah Candles burnin' low Lots of mistletoe toe Lots of snow and ice Everywhere we go Choirs singin' carols

'Cause I know he's here He's everywhere Take a look around oh and you will see That cross we bear It's in the air Lord we thank you for these gifted hands I remember the day that he came in I can't believe how long it's been Like a poet, he began to play