I'm gonna marry the night Oh m-m-marry m-m-m-marry m-m-m-marry the night The night, the night, the night M-m-m-marry m-m-m-marry m-m-m-marry the night I'm not gonna cry anymore Leave nothing on these streets to explore I'm gonna marry, marry I won't give

Somewhere nice we can be alone Don't be sad when the sun goes down You'll wake up and I'm not around We'll still have the summer after all Hey there summer boy Let's get lost you can take me home Bikini tops, coming off Ive got to go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Amen, on the runway Dressed in his best Amen fashion, on the runway Work it, black Jesus Put it on, amen fashion There's no way I could be stopped Was taking my best shot Celebrate, oh oh, a new compassion I grew up in New York City

You've left me speechless, so speechless Oh boy you've left me speechless I can't believe how you looked at me I'll never talk again And I'll never love again I'll never love again Would you give it all up? How, how, how, how, how I can't believe what

Hear that angel Catch my angel I'd rather save an angel down I'm a believer, it's a trial Foolish and weaker, oh, oh, oh Where are our leaders? Shots were fired on the street By the church where we used to meet

Don't be insecure If your heart is pure Don't know wrong from right You're still good to me if you're a bad kid, baby A bad kid, baby A bad kid baby One of the bad kids I'm a bad kid Oh I'm a bad kid

Why did you do that? Why did you do that Do that, do that, do that, do that to me? (Why did you do that?) This is not, not like me Oh, (why did you do that?) Why do you look so good in those jeans? Why'd you come around me with an ass like that?

'Cause, oh, my Wants none of that noon glow 'Bout eight PM, it's mayhem Do I get to pet her there Grab me some glow Luring every lad about While leaving me moaning low Oh, Firefly, why can't I Latch on to you know how

Baby I was born this way Oh there ain't no other way I was born this way hey I'm on the right track, baby Don't be a drag, just be a queen I'm on the right track baby I'm beautiful in my way 'Cause God makes no mistakes Don't hide yourself in regret

All the Pinot, Pinot Grigio girls Watch your blues turn gold Keep it real cold 'Cause it's a fired-up world Oh, oh, make it all make sense Pour your heart out Oh, oh, does it all make sense? I was twenty-three She was thirty-five