He was a diplomat's son, it was '81 And then I'm gonna duck out behind them If I ever had a chance it's now then But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you To offer it to you would be cruel When all I want to do is use, use you He was a

(Ya know, ya know, ya know) Ya know, ya know, ya know Don't you feel the same way? It starts out like a murmur Then it grows like thunder Until it bursts inside of you Try to hold it steady Wait until you're ready Any second now will do

I'm gonna need a little help, help, help While I'm getting' over you I been feelin' very weak, I been turnin' pretty pale First I'm fallin' to my knees, then I'm hangin' by my tail Asked the doctor for some medicine He said there's nothin' we can do

Wouldn't you agree Baby, you and me got a groovy kind of love When I'm feelin' blue All I have to do is take a look at you Then I'm not so blue We got a groovy kind of love When you're close to me I can feel you heart beat I can hear you breathing in my

I'm looking for some back and forth with you Are you feeling the same as I do? Now and now and then Now show a little backbone why don't you? Down and out Once upon a time I was somebody else In another life I saw myself Way back then, back when I was

Boy gets a truck, truck gets a girl Filled with the sound of little feet Then you blink and he’s asking for the keys to pick her up Girl gets a midnight feeling he’s the one, one night turns to love Love turns into one knee down, down payment on a three

They say hard work pays off, I've been feeling paid off Tryna take it then you dead, Nate Dogg Put the chopper to your head, and take it off Fast break, taking off Dunk on the bitch, John Wall, woah Keep niggas on they toes I ain't never play fair

The Boys always spending all their money on love You get high and fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I don't lose it tonight They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it Clone it, own it,

Whoa, I never meant to brag But, I got him where I want him now. Whoa, it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now. But God does it feel so good, Cause I got him where I want him now. And if you could then you know you would.

Here's another Sunday morning call Yer hear yer head-a-banging on the door Slip your shoes on and then out you crawl Into a day that couldn't give you more But what for? And in your head do you feel What you're not supposed to feel You take what you want