Why you running, running when you got it right here? Let me show you how a kiss should taste Trust me, I won't give your heart away Oh, I would love you if you let me Daisy, always climbing up the same tree Finding love in all the wrong scenes, Daisy,

Behind grey clouds is blue skies and sunrise, oh oh And God knows I have tried to visualize what it's like to feel warm 'Cause me and you haven't spoken in several weeks (Warm, warm), warm Never felt like this before Got them, grey clouds hanging over me

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You been out ridin' fences for so long now Oh, you're a hard one I know that you got your reasons These things that are pleasin' you Can hurt you somehow Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy She'll beat

Niggas gon' always be niggas Can't afford to give my heart to these niggas Ain't got time to lose my mind to these niggas Na na na na na na na na na (oh na na) I'm young, I be sprung and Sometimes it's just so damn fast I'm not dumb, no I'm not dumb I

Take it back Sweet revenge I got kicked off Noah's Ark I turn my cheek to unkind remarks There was two of everything But one of me And when the rains came tumbling down I held my breath and I stood my ground

Inside my head You're inside my head What do you want from me? Now you got me You won't let go It won't let go Now my fingers bleed Now they're staring at me I'm a coward now

Help the poor, Won't you help poor me? Oh baby, won't you help poor me? Have a heart, won't you baby? Listen to my plea. Oh, I lost my courage till I found you. You've got what it takes, baby, to pull me through. I need help from you, baby,

Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean Yes she got'em for sale, yeah I got a girl, say she long and tall Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah She sleeps in the kitchen with her

And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo I am everyday people, yeah yeah Oh sha sha we got to live together Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong My own beliefs are in my song The butcher, the banker, the

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light Her .38 special, boys, it do very well Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night? Ah-oh boy,