I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight One way or another I'm gonna see ya I'm gonna meet ya, meet ya, meet ya, meet ya I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya One way or another I'm gonna win ya One day, maybe next week Na na na na na na na na na I`m

Take me on (take on me) I'll be gone Take on me (take on me) In a day or two (Take on me) We're talking away Though I don't know what I'm to say I'll say it anyway Today's another day to find you

Sunday morning, I forgot my prayer I should have been happy, I still be there Something could have come and taken me away But the mainman felt Sly should be here another day That's why I got to be thankful yeah, yeah I gotta be thoughtful Ah ha thankful,

Serpent, burn in Hell Burn me alive and take my life back, I don't deserve this body Every day is another battle, and I'm tired of fighting The devil grabs my throat, and now I know that I'm not the only one to blame Years of empty bottles and broken

Islands in the stream That is what we are No one in between How can we be wrong Sail away with me To another world Baby when I met you there was peace unknown I set out to get you with a fine tooth comb I was soft inside

Nigga fuck you and your fake well wishing Forty thousand in my pocket (you see it) Another twenty on the way (you see it, ay) I got a fish for a dollar (you see it, uh) Five hundred for the Jays (you see it, ay) I get money out the ass (you see it) I

Another groove without a name, carried through the floor Memory recalls visions of lust All my dreams attended, and then farewell, my love The train is gone, deep fog remains Until the light faded away In firelight, dancing with no pulse I broken in

But all he ever wanted was her touch But all he ever knew was all that much Of gold like the blue door You lost your way Blew in from the storm He'd been riding for days Came home to find his lover In another man's gaze Now, some kill for whiskey

On streets we call the zoo We eat the night, we drink the time Make our dreams come true And hungry eyes are passing by The job is done and I go out Another boring day I leave it all behind me now So many worlds away I meet my girl, she's dressed to kill

But all he ever wanted was her touch But all he ever knew was all that much Of gold like the blue door You lost your way Blew in from the storm He'd been riding for days Came home to find his lover In another man's gaze Now, some kill for whiskey