Are you happy now? Somewhere in the crowd In a foreign place There's nothing left to say So I shut my mouth So won't you tell me, babe You're a world away You're the only one who can The wash in the weight of your pockets, so deep

I'll be the freak, be the freak, be the freak Be the freak that you need No, no I won't tell nobody, I won't tell nobody How you freak my body I know what you like, I know what you like Freaky, freaky How you freak me I like when you get it down so loco

I wanna run to you (oooh) Won't you hold me in your arms And keep me safe from harm I want to run to you (oooh) But if I come to you (oooh) Tell me, will you stay or will you run away I know that when you look at me There's so much that you just don't

I want to tell you 'bout my good thing I ain't disclosing no names but He sure is a good friend and I ain't gonna tell you where he comes from, no If I tell you you won't come again, hey I ain't gonna tell you nothin' but I do will, but I know, yeah Now

I won't make promises that I can't keep I won't make promises that I don't mean You want me to promise you That everything is true I'll even mean the things I tell you in my sleep, yeah I won't make promises babe, that I can't keep Last night I was blown

I'm your turbo lover Tell me there's no other Better run for cover You won't hear me, But you'll feel me Without warning, somethings dawning, listen. Then within your senses, You'll know you're defenseless How your heart beats, when you run for cover

Ay, tell me what you gon' see looking back at yo' life Looking back at yo' life Who the fuck is that? Yeah, bitch, it's me, it's me So humble, I'm so humble Won't be worth for damn if you ain't living it right All we know is stripes, learned to die for

I won't pick up the phone And you can tell me that you're sorry But I don't believe you baby You don't have to call anymore This is the last straw Don't wanna hurt anymore Like I did before You're not sorry, no no All this time I was wasting

'Cause baby's got the feelin' Baby wants a show Baby, won't you tell me Baby, rock 'n' roll Rock 'n' roll Baby gets tired, everybody knows Your mother tells you, baby has to show

Well, I guess this is growing up Someone that understands But everybody's gone It's alright to tell me what you think about me I won't try to argue or hold it against you I know that you're leaving, you must have your reasons The season is calling, your