Taken away to the dark side I wanna be your left hand man I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat because You're gonna sing the words wrong Lady, running down to the riptide Oh, and they come unstuck Oh lady, running down

That don't impress me much Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night Oh-oo-oh, so you think you're something special I've known a few guys who thought

I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone There’s gonna be some rainy Sundays I know you don’t believe that, you’re wrong I know you don’t believe that, but you’re wrong Wishing one day, I’ll see you again Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself But I know you’re

Could it be you calling me down? My foolish heart turns at the stars All that I am is all that you see You don't need nobody else, and you're putting this all on me, forgive me Something that I should know All the things that you went through, girl I

Wish I could be the lake that you're swimming in Wish I could be the beach towel that you laid down on Or the sunshine kissing on your skin Or that two-piece that's fitting you so right, it's wrong There ain't nothing that I would rather see Than you

Come On, Everybody! Get on, with your party! And don't let nobody say you're wrong. So you've lost control, But they'll never steal your soul That they're gonna spoil your fun.

Something inside so strong There's something inside so strong I know that I can make it Though you're doin' me wrong, so wrong You thought that my pride was gone, oh no The higher you build your barriers, the taller I become The farther you take my

Forget what your father says I'm throwing stones at your windowpane 'Cause a boy like me and a girl like you Got no degrees and a lot to prove Says that you're wrong for me You're confused about me All the rumours getting through Is it a bad time to tell

You ain't talkin' to Mrs. Jones You speakin' to Miss Wilson now Who's that knockin' on that door You better get away from that door I don't know nobody named Jones You're in the right church, brother, but the wrong pew Sam Jones left his lawful wife,

Hush now, don't explain Don't explain You know that I love you And what love endures For I'm so completely yours Cry to hear folks chatter And I know you cheat Right or wrong, don't matter When you're with me, sweet