Now you're callin' me for attention, feinin' for attention Say you're looking for that action Got my name all in your mentions Oh, now you're coming to your senses, yeah Oh, now you're coming to your senses So now we, ooh (alright, alright, alright) And

Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh And doowutchyalike, Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Everybody doowutchyalike And since you came here you gotta show and prove, Now if

Here she comes Miss Sarajevo Is there a time for keeping your distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick A time for curling hair Is there a time for

This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

I ain't your puppet, no And I ain't your steppin' stone I should have looked before I jumped I should have known I've tried, I've tried (I've tried) Oh, I've tried I've been bought and sold (and sold) One too many times Out and down (and down)

You take me high just to bring me down Oh, and you bring me down Oh, and I overdose Boy, I want off of this roller coaster Oh and I overdose Oh, and you bring me down, down I'm trying not to take too much I'm in over my head Over love, boy I over trust

I gotta free my soul from the troubles of lately Follow my heart wherever it takes me Let it flow on by like a piece of driftwood A piece of driftwood Oh baby, let me sing it for you, now woah, no Untie my noose Open up a bottle of Whatever you choose

Like baby, baby, baby no Baby, baby, baby oh Like baby, baby, baby oh I thought you'd always be mine (mine) Like baby, baby, baby ooh I thought you'd always be mine Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (now I'm all gone) Ooh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa

You can dance Ivory tower The electro-piano universe In my ivory tower Oh oh oh oh ooh

Sing your least favorurite song At the top of my lungs (oh, oh, oh) I'll go out, grow my hair too long I'll go out, kiss all of your friends Make a story and pretend It was me who made this end (oh, oh, oh) And I don't wanna be locked out I don't wanna