Here she comes a walkin' talkin' true love Sayin' I been lookin' for you love Surprise your new love has arrived Out of the blue clear sky. You swear you've had enough, you're ready to give up On that little lie they call love, then out of the blue clear

These catties they be calling off my phone I put corn in for my bro They try to send for me Envy and jealousy is everything I wish upon my enemies All that for them, right back at them What my mind keeps telling me Mind keeps telling me I hear

And I guess that's why they call it the blues Time on my hands could be time spent with you Laughing like children, living like lovers Rolling like thunder under the covers Wait on me girl Cry in the night if it helps But more than ever I simply love you

Can't be your superman Come be in Shady's world They call me Superman I think I want you too I think I love you baby I think I love you too I'm here to save you girl I wanna grow together You know you want me baby

They call her Hard Hearted Hannah, The vamp of Savannah, The meanest gal in town, To tease 'em, and thrill 'em, to torture and kill 'em, Is her delight, they say, She's Hard Hearted Hannah, the vamp of Savannah, GA! In old Savannah, I said Savannah, The

(Will they come?) Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs Oo-oo-ooh, call them the Diamond Dogs I'll keep a friend serene Oh baby, come unto me Well, she's come, been and gone Come out of the garden, baby You'll catch your death in the fog Beware of

My momma called, seen you on TV, son Said shit done changed ever since we was on They said I wouldn't be nothing I dreamed it all ever since I was young Now they always say, "congratulations" (uh) Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (uh-huh) They

Imminilalo Imminilalo Wrestle with your darkness Angels call your name Can you hear what they are saying Will you ever be the same Staring up into the heavens In this hell that binds your hands Will you sacrifice your comfort Make your way in a foreign

Out in the streets, they call it murder Welcome to Jamrock Welcome to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at Two pound ah weed inna van back It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack The smell

I'm the fireman, that's my name. They call me the fireman, that's my name. Making my rounds all over town, putting out old flames. Well everybody'd like to have a what I got. I can cool 'em down when they're smoldering hot. Last night they had a bad one