White crime Yeah, we ‘bout that Do a lot of dirt, never doubt that Lot of rap twerps, love to shout crap Love to make their mouth flat When it come to burd, no, we spout facts You 'gon learn what i’m 'bout, breh Lot of rappers talking that shit, not

Here we are talking about forever Both know damn well it's not easy together We've both felt love We've both felt pain I'll take the sunshine over the rain And I'll try to love only you And I'll try my best to be true Oh darling I'll try

I'm born to love again I'm a brand new man By the fire in your touch and the flame in your eyes I saw the light, I've been baptized Woah, I saw the light, I've been baptized Well the whole town's talking 'Bout the line I've been walking That leads right

You got the notion (I hope so) About love the way it should be So get in the motion What happened to the love That they are all talking about? It's nothing but useless words Talking 'bout love the way it should be We gotta make up our minds and we'll

Talking 'bout love Talking 'bout I'm talking 'bout I'm talking 'bout love I can't stop talking about Greasy slicked-down Groovy leather trim I like the way ya hold the road

I can feel it on your mind C'mon, you're talking about it around the house C'mon, uh, baby I love to hear your mouth We've had a conversation, but you know that's just a fraction What you wanna say about me Is I'm all talk, and no action C'mon, you hear

How did we end up talking in the first place You said you liked my Cobain shirt Now we're walking back to your place You're telling me how you love that song About living on a prayer I'm pretty sure that we're halfway there And when I wake up next to you

That's the story of That's the glory of love Give a little, take a little And let your little heart just cry a little Y'all, I know what I'm talking about Sigh a little, yeah, cry just a little And let that old wind just blow right on by a little, yeah I

Some girls are all about it Some girls they love to let it fly Some girls can't live without it Some girls are born to make you cry About the girls of summer (What do you know, what everybody's talking about) When winter hush turns summer pink In half

(The second time around) Not like the first time (Not like the first time) With me, true love Can still be found Talking bout the second time I know you come a long way, baby But you don't need That heart of stone, no