Tell me that the pussy is mine, yeah Tell me that that pussy is mine, ooh Is just like me Keep it one hundred babe We both know, I'm not the only one But when I'm there, you treat a nigga And that's probably why I always come, yeah

For a boy in Fiddler's Green Oh nothing's changed anyway One, two, three, four, one, two September seventeen For a girl I know it's Mother's Day Her son has gone alee And that's where he will stay Wind on the weathervane Tearing blue eyes sailor-mean

Oh no, oh no Show us that we're wrong and that's the one thing we can't be Oh no, oh no no no And throw away the key, boys The Joneses, they're not like you or me Lock 'em up, tight 'Cause if they had the chance they might Throw away the key, boys So

It's late - It's late - It's late But not too late You say you love me And I hardly know your name And if I say I love you in the candle light There's no-one but myself to blame But there's something inside That's turning my mind away Woh - how I could

You'll find another life to live That's true, that's right She's sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms they is redder No I'm not a rat but I'm all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie she said we should

Oh my God, I changed You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin' You end up everywhere you say you wasn't Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin? I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me Oh my God, they still on the same I changed, I

Oh no, oh no Show us that we're wrong and that's the one thing we can't be Oh no, oh no no no And throw away the key, boys The Joneses, they're not like you or me Lock 'em up, tight 'Cause if they had the chance they might Throw away the key, boys So

Payin' attention But I'm not You have not been paying attention All hail to the thief But it's not (We're on. That's a nice way to start Johnny) Are you such a dreamer

Help me remember When nothin' else mattered The way that we used to be "Cause you were lovin' me Just for the night, one last time One more good memory When I look back That's what I wanna see Oh, help me remember

I'll walk you up, what time's the bus come? They woke up together Not quite realizing how Awkwardly stretching and yawning It's always hard in the morning And I suppose that's the price you pay Well, oh, it isn't what it was She's thinking he looks