Ooh, hey, hey, hey, oh I'll be, I'll be, I'll be, I'll be, I'll be your West Coast, honey But my love, I won't give up I ain't no superman, I ain't no holy ghost I'm just the one that keeps you up and that you love the most I'll be your strong man, I'll

I've been missing you for so many days I keep wanting you, Lord, in so many ways I can't get you off of my mind But true love is so hard to find I want yet another day Ooh, I need another day Darling, let me have another more day And I can be anything

Give me back my hometown 'Cause this is my hometown Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah Ah ooh, yeah, yeah Damn, I used to love this view Sit here and drink a few Main street and the high school lit up on Friday night Down there it's another touchdown

This bitter earth Well, what a fruit it bears What good is love Mmh, that no one shares? And if my life is like the dust Ooh, that hides the glow of a rose What good am I? Heaven only knows Oh, this bitter earth

Stealing kisses in those misses within beats Stealing kisses in those bloody sheets I'm killing you, I'm killing you We got three days to feel each other We got three days to sing this song Ooh ooh ooh It's just my nature, I ruin love Burn bright, burn

That's what my heart needs You left me, for another You told me, he was your lover So I'm begging and I'm pleading And I'm down on any knee, ooh baby Baby, ooh baby I'm calling you out loud and clear, baby I love you, yes I do

Ooh, if you're wanting my love, love, love, love And I really need someone who lifts me up Ooh, then you gotta keep up, up, up So don't you drag me down If you can't keep up Then, baby, are you down to fight enough? So I, am I the only one who's trying?

And I wonder if you love me too Ooh, what a wonderful world this could be Don't know much about biology I don't know much about my history, now Don't know much about the science book, now Don't know much about the French I took All I do know is I love

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!) Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Spend ten racks on a new chain My bitch love do cocaine, ooh I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name I can't buy a bitch no wedding ring Rather go and buy Balmains

My bad, my bad for, trippin' on you (trippin' on you) I've been sippin', that's how I control This feelin', you keep givin' You keep on hittin' it ooh, oh Maybe it's your love, it's too good to be true Baby boy, your love, got me trippin' on you You know