But once again these tears always win These eyes put up a fight Say now baby girl you're better off That's what I'm telling myself (over and over) But I'm lying to myself 'Cause these lips are missin' you (Missin' you) 'Cause these lips ain't kissin' you

Gonna dress you up in my love All over your body All over, all over From your head down to your toes Dress you up in my love You've got style That's what all the girls say Satin sheets

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate A poet, a pawn and a king I've been up and down and over and out And I know one thing That's life (that's life) that's what people say You're riding high in April Shot down in May But I know I'm gonna change that

Ball of confusion That's what the world is today, hey Uh, yeah, that's what the world is today, hey Let me hear you, let me hear you say Let me hear you, let me hear you One, two, three, four People moving out, people moving in, why? Because the color of

That's how we do Uh huh uh huh What you always say, and what you do, it don't matter, long as we go Every every day we always play, we alway with some classy

So what's left to say but we know we'll own this world! Nothing left to say that hasn't been said, We know we'll own this world! Take this shot with me, and let our worlds collide, We'll drink away all the pain that's inside. Running wild, let our minds

'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try I can't get no, I can't get no I can't get no, oh, no, no, no, hey, hey, hey I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no satisfaction That's what I say When I'm drivin' in my car, and the man come on the radio

Kill they ass with success, they won't like that It's not sold separately, they know I come with that Hey, what you got? I'm on my level nigga, you better come correct That slap, they say they want that slap Hunnids overlappin', that's a wrap EarDrummers

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your F me pumps And the men

I don't know how I'm gonna tell you I can't play with you no more I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me My friend the boy next door I can't believe what people saying You're gonna let your hair hang down I'm satisfied to sit here working all