High up and we're floating Don't know where we're going Night until the morning We're rolling, rolling, rolling (And I be floating) I get so high, fuck around and never come down I get so high, I get so high (And I be higher than a motherfucker) First

Rock and Roll Night Club, Rock and Roll Night Club At the Rock and Roll Night Club, Rock and Roll Night Club Cruising in the Moonlight, heading downtown Looking for some fast love, gotta get down Boogie Woogie woman looking my way So, if you want a good

With this pain inside of my chest Got no choice but to carry on, uh How did you get here? I'm drunk and confused High up, but you fall down harder Carry on, life flies, so just carry on I tried to be patient with you Trapped in the concept

Baby let's go and have rich sex You can keep your Rollie on when I get to it When you look down, see my chains on You ain't ever ever had rich sex Make a little love on the rich sex Baby girl, let's have some rich sex We can keep an AP on while we do it

I like dirt, I like dirt Some come up and some come young Live to love and give good tongue Sit down, get down in the sun Rocket to the woman is on the one Well, I like dirt, well, I like dirt, well, I like dirt Live in a dream Some come slow and

Until I take my final breath In a year or even less I hope you will give me all your time And do not forget me down the line And I will never ask you if you will stay Or if you will cry when I go away Ice melting into the sea Your river flowing back to

It's full of all them little bones Nothing's dead down here Baby, eat this chicken slow Happy hour, happy hour is here It's just a little tired Little bones It gets so sticky down here Better butter your cue-finger up It's the start of another new year

That's all I need in my fantasy No monogamy, ménage with me Pornography surrounding me You get high with me, you come down with me Give you some of me, you want all of me And get high with me, and come down with me I'm way too antsy, cause my ambition's

I'm livin' two different lives One girl in the day You in the night And even though this ain't right I just can't get enough Of the way you put it down You really got me trippin' Hold up baby girl Don't talk just listen

Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that) To the place where the motherfuckin' problem is at Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets deeper then that) So it all comes down to this (what?) Specialist with a hit list Right fist bomb type M.G.M. Fight