(Yeah, yeah) I'm the underdog Say, I'm the underdog I know how it feels to be expect to get a fair shake But they won't let you forget That you're the underdog and you've got to be twice as good Even if you're never right They get uptight when you get

Talk that talk to me, yeah What you saying now, give it to me baby One and two and a three and four Come on let me know if you want some more You know what I like, now get it right Boy talk that talk to me all night Yeah boy I like it yeah boy I like it

Come and save me tonight You're my angel Baby, you're my angel Come and make it alright I'm alone, yeah, I don't know if I can face the night I'm in tears and the cryin' that I do is for you I want your love Let's break the walls between us Don't make it

She kill me with the coo-coochie-coochie-coo Yeah, girl, you knock me out See what you do Perfect hit to the dome, dammit babe I’m out for the count You knock me right out Kill me with the coo-coochie-coochie-coo It cuts right on my eye, yeah it hurt,

These are the good old days And I wish that I could stay These are the good old days (these are the good old days, yeah) It's all good right now I don't really know why, I don't really know why But these are the good old days Oh, I'd like to stay I wish

We're gettin' off today We'll pick you up and take you away Get down tonight Smokin', Smokin' We're cookin' tonight, just keep on tokin' I feel alright, mamma I'm not jokin', yeah We're gonna play you a song, a little bit of rock-n-roll You gotta let

Right now, masquerade Master the merry go round It's never ever too late Right now, it's something you create Right now, okay to make a mistake Yeah baby this is your day And now, I don't wanna take you if we fall down, don't get upset And now, is just

Tie your mother down Give me all your love tonight All your love tonight Ooh, ooh yeah, ooooh yeah Get your party gown Get your pigtail down Get your heart beatin' baby Got my timin' right Got my act all tight

I said me, uh When the lawyer asked me what a fuckin' killer was When the bitch asked me what a real nigga was Overseas in a yacht, they askin' who it was Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens I said me, haha, yeah Bright copper kettles and warm

It ain't right, babe, no It ain't right, no no Mama, don't do that you know It ain't right, yeah, boy boy. It ain't right, yeah, boy boy. All the "bad boys" want some brawl, it's tricky And girls enjoy, they feel so lucky Laughing at weeds running out