They're gonna believe This is a story of a male female threat to society His story over mine His story (yeahee, yeahee, yeahee) Hist story (ow) Why you wanna go and tell a lie on me? (yeahee, yeah, oooh) His story over mine his story will be his story

What you thinkin' about? Oh what you thinkin' about What you thinkin' about I know everything They say my brain meltin' And the only thing I'll tell 'em Is I'm livin' for the present and the future don't exist So baby take your clothes off, a chance like

We found wonderland In wonderland, eh You and I got lost in it Didn't they tell us don't rush into things Didn't you flash your green eyes at me Ooh didn't it all seem new and exciting I felt your arms twisting around me And we pretended it could last

Sky, so vast is the sky With far away clouds just wandering by Where do they go? Oh I don't know, don't know Wind that speaks to the leaves, telling Stories that no one believes Stories of love belong to you and me Oh Dindi if I only had words I would

In every way, so they say They say that falling love is wonderful It's wonderful, so they say And with the moon up above, it's wonderful It's wonderful, so they tell me I can't recall who said it I know I've never read it I only know they tell me that

And then you get up and get up and get up again Never run down Just keep telling yourself there's no shame They don't know 'bout who we are They don't know 'bout you and I They ain't know 'bout the stars of your eyes Oh hot blood love is gonna get ya

This is my first affair so please be kind Handle my heart with care, oh, please be kind This is all so grand my dreams are on parade If you'll just understand they'll never ever fade So tell me your love's sincere oh please be kind Tell me I needn't

And I ain't gonna stand for it baby I ain't gonna stand for it baby Nah-ah (nah-ah) Nah-ah (nah-ah nah-ah) nah-ah (nah-ah nah-ah) Oh, oh, my, my, my, my, my, my Don't wanna believe what they're telling me Somebody's been pickin' in my cherry tree Don't

They don't see me Oh no, they don't see me Your girl's drawers comin' down But her hands go up to the ceilin' I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it I'm throwin' money in the VIP I'm ballin' out, so you know it's me They tell me,

My troubles test me on the daily They say that only God can save me I think I'm slowly going under But I won't ever tell my brother And now I wonder where's the good gone? 'Cause I can't find no miracles 'til I go home Oh, I wonder where's the good gone?