I want to know if you'll be my girl Hey, hey hey baby! When you turned and walked away Thats when I want to say C'mon baby, give me a whirl When I saw you walking down the street I said that's a kind of girl I'd like to meet She's so pretty, Lord she's

You can pretty lie and say it's okay You can pretty smile and just walk away Pretty much fake your way through anything But you can't cry pretty You can't turn off the flood when the dam breaks When all your mascara is going to waste When things get

Dangerous love You’re no good for me, darling Yeah, you turn me away Like I’m begging for a dollar Danger, oh, how you hold me I get a chill inside And nothing frightens me, baby, oh You’re a dangerous love Don’t you come back no more

Throw it away, forget yesterday We'll make the great escape Won't hear a word they say They don't know us anyway Watch it turn, let it fly 'Cause we are finally free tonight Paper bags and plastic hearts All our belongings in shopping carts Goodbye, we

Easy driver (Ooh ooh ooh) don't be afraid, (ooh ooh) love is so hard to find Easy driver, she's a wicked rider She's smooth and she's skinny and she's probably mean (Ooh ooh ooh) don't turn away, (ooh ooh ooh) just give me a sign Easy driver, pull up

I know it won't stop if we turn the love up Why should we change? We were amazing yesterday Remove the pressure and if it's meant forever I'll make you stay, don't let this feeling fade away Don't let this feeling fade away Take it slowly 'Cause it feels

I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies. I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending, that I'm not here, not here to die. This wasn't meant to be a love song, Matter of fact this one's about

Love was just a glance away, a warm embracing dance away We've been together Lovers at first sight In love forever It turned out so right For strangers in the night Strangers in the night Exchanging glances Wondering in the night

I did what I did One wrong turn on Bourbon Cuts like the knives of New Orleans Tonight, a bleeding memory Is tomorrow's guilty vein Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall Screams across the Pontchartrain I'm haunted by headlights And a crescent city

We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week