Baby don't go, ah Baby don't go Body language she's a poet That she doesn't even know it Girl you keep them like ooh ooh Shawty so incredible Little mama understands The way you do the things you do Nobody else can

Just do what you do, Now it's all over. Lips bleed from the rings, All these little bruises, the little things, That provoke the segregation. Lead the separation. Cage and clip the wings. Little noises, the little screams,

Cry for absolution Put your hands up and reach for the sky You'll be down on your knees and you'll cry All those things that you desire You will find there in the fire Ever since you were born you've been dying Every day a little more you've been dying

Don't you worry about me He is good, so good, he makes promises he keeps No he's never gonna leave So don't you worry about me And he treats your little girl like a real man should Mama you taught me to do the right things So now you have to let your

With a satisfied mind How many times have You heard someone say If I had his money I could do things my way But little they know That it's so hard to find One rich man in ten Once I was waitin'

We're gonna crack your little souls (why don't you quiet down?) There are many things to talk about Be constructive There are weapons we can use Be constructive with your blues Even when it's only warnings Even when you talk the war games Oh why don't

All day I dream about sshh with you (you, ooh, ooh) They say that it's overrated, well they ain't doing it right I never had somebody who could do them things Make me say ooh ooh ooh So come on baby baby, come on pretty baby You're gonna get it tonight

Wild things grow on less than a little And darling I know it'll be You and me right down in the middle Where love grows wild There's a place where love grows wild Where hearts can trust just like a child A wild thing, it don't need a lot It just grows on

That’s the only way I know Don’t stop 'til everything’s gone Straight ahead, never turn round Don’t back up, don’t back down Full throttle, wide open Dig a little deeper when you think you can’t dig no more You get tired and you don’t show it That's the

Let's throw a little after party A candle on the tailgate A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do Baby, just me and you Baby, I can't wait to get this thing started Somebody blew out the speakers when the kick went Bonfires burn down