It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair And then she asks me, Do I look all right? And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight We go to a party and everyone turns to see This

Hold on, Holy Ghost It's the day of the dead Better run, here we come Go on, hold me close So long to the ones you know We come from a world of oblivion, bad dreams I got all I need strapped right to my head stream I'm not really bad, I'm just made up of

Mark my words Mark my words, that's all that I have Mark my words, give you all I got In every way I will You're the only reason why Oh I don't wanna live a lie So you heard it all before Falling in and out of trust Trying to rekindle us

You can put a hole in my shoe I don't mind, yeah, that's fine For you, hoo, hoo, there's nothin' That I wouldn't do, hoo, hoo You can choose the channel When we're watchin' the T.V. Oh, babe, it's okay And you can pick the flavor

Now I'm here (now I'm here) Yes, you made me live again Here I stand (here I stand) Looked around, around, around, around, around But you won't see me (but you won't see me) Now I'm there (now I'm there) Just a new man

All around around around it All around around the world we're making love Hollywood to Japan, Tokyo to Milan Baby just for tonight We're making love worldwide Brazil to Ibiza, baby just wanna please you Baby just for tonight we're making love Take me all

I call it love They call it living in sin Just where we fit in Baby, can you tell me I say we're living on love They say we're living in sin Is it you and me or Just this world we live in I don't need no license

I'll be reaching out Living my life without you Everything is lonely and I need you Living my life forever Watching every day go by, living in a foolish game Just the way I feel today Never hear a single word, living in a lullaby Praying every tear I cry

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself You say I've been spending my money on other women You've been taking money from someone else I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come back home baby, try my love one more time Well your mother

Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit Everything you get you gotta work hard for it (Honeys shake your hips) You don't stop (And niggas pack the clips) Keep on, bitch I used to get feels on a bitch Now I throw shields on the dick, to stop me from that