Ooh love Ooh lover boy What're doing tonight hey boy That's because I'm a good old fashioned lover boy When I'm not with you I can dim the lights And sing you songs full of sad things We can do the tango just for two I can serenade and gently play On

Handle your business before your business handles you Mister X to the Z (and Defari Herut), one two (Remain true, regardless what we go through) Handle your business so you can stand on your on two Yeah, handle your business so you can stand on your on

You carry it with you Now we're faced with two wrongs Now you carry it with you I don't know, oh, I don't know And now we're faced with two wrongs We could be born to anything and now, and now What you have done is terrible These four walls to keep you

It's your neighborhood drug dealer Uh, I'm your neighborhood drug dealer I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Neighborhood drug dealer One, two, what it be? Michael Jordan, white, bitch, 23 Uh, it's your neighborhood drug dealer Bet you hear my pipes rev

Cause it's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start One, two, one, two, three, four And they may not want it to end But it will it's just a question

But everyone is humming a song That I don't understand. I told you I wanted to be wrong, You know where I come from You know what I feel You're Yul Brenner Westworld Reporting from the field. I threw it into reverse, Made a motion to repeal.

I might be the one, girl Ooh ooh ooh baby I just wanna be with you-ooh-ooh I don’t care if nobody approve-ooh-ooves Tell me what I got to do to prove tonight That you’re so so beautiful (One, two, three, four) Look around, you should be Should be

When it comes to cutting ties, girl, I'm like a pro, whoa, whoa I tell you what you wanna know, oh, whoa You're prolly better on your own, oh, no Runnin' through my weed, yeah One, two, been thinking long and hard this morning Three, four, it's hard to

It got a little crazy last night Last thing I remember I told the bartender Mix rum and whatever you have First one drink, then two then I woke up with you So I know things can't be all that bad But it's still a little hazy Steel drums still ringing in

I used to say I and me, now it's us, now it's we. Ben, the two of us need look no more, We both found what we were looking for. With a friend to call my own, I'll never be alone, and you, my friend, will see, You've got a friend in me. Ben, you're always