Baby can you move it round the rhythm (They call it lonely digging) So we can get with 'em To the ground and get us a rock and roll round Just a downtown body body coming with a super-hottie Let's go, yes, no, hell no 'Cause you know we're living in the

Sometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of

Sometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of

I want to get married But no woman will hear my plea Aw, my time is gone Babe and I really must say goodbye Yes, it seems somehow I can't get one to walk downthe aisle with me Well, I've only been in love But three times in my life Yes, the first, I

Getting the cool with the happy, they went fire People downing in the middle of the parties again Seems to feel that beat you can't stop bouncing Why don't we keep the rhythm just how it sounds Now people wanna stop the frenzied happening But I need you

Where dem girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? So go get them, we can all be friends So many girls in here, where do I begin? I seen this one, I'm 'bout to go in Then she said, I'm here with my friends She got me thinking and that's when I

We fell so hard One day at a time is what they tell us Now I gotta find a way to tell them I felt you'd go But you were with me all along along If I can be an example of getting sober Then I can be an example of starting over Now we gotta get back what

I don't know why I came in this club with you, girl Don't know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face Maybe 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy Is it 'cause a nigga cook like a professor I

Hope I'm feeling this good when it's Monday morning Been doing my own thing, can't say that I'm sorry And I can only pray someday that we'll all be More than just okay, we can be so free And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah I can

I guess I'll never learn Cause I stay another hour or two You know I can't be found with you We get back to my house Your arms, my mouth Now I just stop myself around you A soft sound To the way she wears her hair down Covering up her face