If your man get personal, want to have your fun I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side Best come on back to Friar's Point, mama, barrelhouse all night long But my Friar's Point

All day I dream about sshh with you (you, ooh, ooh) They say that it's overrated, well they ain't doing it right I never had somebody who could do them things Make me say ooh ooh ooh So come on baby baby, come on pretty baby You're gonna get it tonight

Don't run away Don't slip away my dear Why can't you stay? Ooh make love to me One more time Before you go away Ooh, my love Come home to me Just for a while

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh oh Darling, just hold on ‪What do you do when a chapter ends?‬ ‪Do you close the book and never read it again?‬ ‪Where do you go when your story's done?‬ ‪You can be who you were or who you'll become ‪The sun goes down and it comes

Hear no evil, don't you You're gonna burn in hell Oh, burn in hell See no evil, don't you (oh, burn in hell) Lay no evil down on me (you're gonna burn in hell) Speak no evil, don't you Welcome to the abandoned land Come on in child, take my hand Here

If you let me treasure you Treasure, that is what you are Honey you're my golden star You know you can make my wish come true I know that you don't know it, but you're fine, so fine Oh girl I'm gonna show you when you're mine, oh mine You are my

ALPHAdog and oh, oh OMEGAlomaniac Eh, eh, eh-eh, eh, eh Welcome to the new deja vu I can almost see the wizard through the curtains I'm a, I'm a star ALPHAdog and oh, OMEGAlomaniac You're not the first Or the last but you're possibly the prettiest

You came along and you cut me loose Come on, oh my star is fading And I swerve out of control If I, if I'd only waited I'd not be stuck here in this hole Come here, oh my star is fading And I swear I waited and waited I've got to get out of this hole But

That's what I want Big fat money Some say money is bad for the soul Bad for the rock, bad for the roll Bad for the heart, bad for the brain Bad for damn near everything, oh It must be good for something Come on pay the rent Telephone, telefax,

I'm in love with your body Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I Come on, be my baby, come on I'm in love with the shape of you Every day discovering something brand new Come on now, follow my lead Girl, you know I want your love Your love was handmade for somebody like