When the sun goes down and ain't nobody around, I'ma be there And when you tryna find forever and you lookin' in the clouds, I'ma be there I would've saved it all, if it's gone and all lost is lost, yeah And when you look up in the stars, hopin' I Could

Ba-baby, fuck it up, one time (ooh) I told her baby, fuck it up, one time (fuck it up) I turn the side piece to a nine piece (oh yeah) She out lying it shouldn't even matter, she mine I turn the side piece to a nine piece (yeah, ooh) She out lying it

Hey, yeah, I promise you your daddy gon' be alright Oh, baby, you were such a good girl all your life So what we cause a little trouble? So what we don't sleep tonight? Oh, baby, I promise you your daddy's gon' be alright Gonna be alright Poor boy, rich

Don't say a word at all I wanna get back to where we started To the summer night You know, you know, you know, you know we got it right We don't gotta say anything Don't gotta say anything Yeah wanna get back to San Francisco In the fire light You know,

And I don't wanna be somebody without your body close to me And if it wasn't you, I wouldn't want anybody close to me (yeah, yeah) And I don't wanna be somebody without your body close to me (whoo) Close to me 'Cause I'm an animal, animal-al, like

Ayo, ayo, ayo Ain't nothing like some good old ghetto, ghetto Ain't nothing like some good old ghetto Yeah, let me holla at you real quick I'm gonna bring y'all back to the good old, good old days You feel me? Some of that Good old, good old, good old

It's a long, hard road I'm traveling on Seems forever I've been gone Yeah, it's a long hard road I'm traveling on Lord I need to find my way back home I hear the voice my sweet momma called me Telling me to change my ways In my mind, I smell the dogwood

Yeah, when I get where I'm going There'll be only happy tears I will love and have no fear When I get where I'm going I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years And I'll leave my heart wide open Don't cry for me down here On the

'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman Let me tell you how it will be There's one for you, nineteen for me Should five per cent appear too small Be thankful I don't take it all 'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah I'm the taxman If you drive a car, I'll tax

I got the poison I got the remedy, I got the pulsating, rhythmical remedy. Hello, yea, hold a sec. Liam there's someone on the phone for you. Oh, fuck's sake, trying to write this fucking tune, man. Yeah! Yeah! Boom! Yeah! Yeah! Bah! Yeah! Yeah! Boom!