I got a feelin' called the blues, oh Lord Since my baby said goodbye Lord I don't know what I'll do All I do is sit and sigh, oh Lord That last long day she said goodbye She'll do me, she'll do you She's got that kind of lovin' Lord I love to hear her

Through the fire and through the flames You won't even say your name But who could ever live that way? Ut Deo, Ya Hey Ut Deo, Deo Only "I am that I am" Oh, sweet thing Zion doesn't love you

You're putting me on We're going to try it, you ever try it? I'm turning you on You're putting me on! Where did you get that stuff? Oh, Nikki's growing a patch out in the backyard Come on, you're putting me on Yeah, he's putting you on, he's a brat

Say you want me Young blood All of the time Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh Out of your life And I’m just a dead man walking tonight You push and you pus and I’m pulling away Pulling away from you I give and I give and I give and you take, give and you take

A clown puts his make-up on upside down So he wears a smile even when he wears a frown You might think I'm here when you put me down But actually I'm on the other side of town Why must you always seem to criticize me? I seems like everything I do just

If you want to get out alive Oh oh run for your life If you want to get out alive (if you want to get out alive) If I stay, it won't be long Till I'm burning on the inside Burning on the inside Run for your life If I go, I can only hope That I make it to

Hey little sister don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say Everything's gonna be alright (Oh ah oh ah) Sit sit sit I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we

Oh oh, oh oh, oh I'm a nineties baby In my eighties Mercedes Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink Call me old school but hey It's Saturday night, about time to go Got my white leather jacket and a neon

I keep drinkin' malted milk, tryin' to drive my blues away Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushin' to my head Baby, fix me one more drink, and hug your daddy one more time Baby, you just as welcome to my lovin' as the flowers is in May And I have a funny,

What if I was willing? Oh baby, what if? What if you wanted to feel alive, Make something of the time you're killing, What if you wanted somebody to love you right, What if you were wearing a sundress, Sitting out on your front steps, Waiting on someone