'Cause it's always the same And I'm always the same, whoa Such a swine, lips like wine but it don't matter to me Take a turn before I burn and it don't matter to me Like a snake awake and vague, it don't matter to me I can fuck or I can fight, it don't

She make that back move (Damn) She made the titties move (Goddamn) I got the moves I'm making moves You gotta move (You gotta move) I make the city move (Like whoa) I made the city move I got the moves (I'm making moves)

Just like the cigarettes hurt I guess I'm never gonna learn Just like the whiskey burns, whoa wohoa I am rock and roll, living a life we can only dream of They said that self destruction I stopped below and for along My only home is the bottom of the

Hey-eh-eh-eh, yeah Whoa, gotta learn to let it go Learn to let go, learn to let go Exorcise the demons inside me The past can't haunt me if I don't let it Live and learn and never forget it I know I'm always like Telling everybody, "You don't gotta be a

Rats! (rats–rats–rats) (Aaah whoah) Never to let go Them rats! (Rats–rats–rats) Never to forgive And there's nothing you can do In times of turmoil In times like these

Like baby, baby, baby no Baby, baby, baby oh Like baby, baby, baby oh I thought you'd always be mine (mine) Like baby, baby, baby ooh I thought you'd always be mine Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (now I'm all gone) Ooh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa

Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh It must be true love True love, true love No one else can break my heart like you Nothin' else can break my heart like At the same time, I wanna hug you I wanna wrap my hands around your neck You're an

Whoa, I'm like the Dead Sea Like the Dead Sea You told me I was like the Dead Sea You'll never sink when you are with me The finest words you ever said to me I was born to be, be your Dead Sea Oh Lord, I'm your Dead Sea Honey can't you see I stood alone,

Oh yeah yeah, oh ooh oh Falling like the rain so, we ain't running out Falling like the rain so we ain't running out Oh yeah yeah yeah oh whoa whoa whoa Eeny, meeny, miny, moe Catcha' player by the toe If you want to let him go Men be falling like the

Child, mama (whoa oh oh oh oh) I'm a grown-ass man child, baby (whoa oh oh oh oh) I'm Peter Pan with a Cuban in my hand I'm a grown-ass man child, mama (whoa oh oh oh oh) I crush brunch like a mother, hold the bread like a hustler Wife was the light of