Oooh gotta getcha some gotta getcha some Gotta getcha some Oooh gotta getcha some (yeah) Well boy meets girl and it's a good bet Girls gonna play a little hard to get But they both got the same thing on their mind Ain't that the way that the world goes

We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these color TV's You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for

I gotta have it To have this music in me I just keep playing my song Hoping that I get along You don't know how much it means In the morning I gotta have this blues I gotta have You don't know how much this means

Run for cover Run while you can, baby, don't look back You gotta run for cover Don't be afraid of the fear, that's a played out trap, man You know you're not the only one And don't look back, just run for cover She's running What have you gathered to

Bring that money home, daddy waitin' for it Bring that money home Yeah, bring that money home, daddy waitin' for it She a loyal bitch, you gotta pay for those She a spoiled lil bitch, I bought her all her clothes You know I treat you good, I don't wanna

Ever since the day When the world was an onion For the spirit to soar and play That's how it's gotta be Whatever is right for the bumble bee And river and the eagle is right for me River, it likes to flow Eagle, it likes to fly

So ease it off You can’t fight the friction Won’t ya tell me what to do 'Cause I’m playin' it all wrong Can’t take the pressure Don’t tell me to be strong Ease it off And your heart is beating 'Cause you know that you gotta

Where did it all go? How fast things change, and now I'm here And all I wanna do Is go back to playing barbies in my room I wish that I could go back And I lock every single door And I look behind me even more They never say that you gotta grow up, quite

Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it I had to get down with that chrome

We played king of the mountain out on the end The world come chargin' up the hill, and we were women and men Now there's so much that time, time and memory fade away We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take We stood side by side each one