(All I want is you) Now baby, don´t be shy You better cross the line I´m gonna love you right Come on over, come on over baby All I want is you Come on, come on, come on over You know you make me go crazy Come on over, come on over baby (here we go, uh

You get yours and I'll get mine Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Gripping nickel plated nines So you get yours and I'll get mine On that Mason-Dixon line Engine, engine number 9 The caboose is loose the train track's unattached and I Engine, engine number

All because of these things All of these things, baby You're gonna miss me Early one morning I thought about our happiness, yes I did Still run through my head Oh, and I know These things made our love come to an end Oh these things

You never know until you know, know, know The grip that holds on I'm trapped in my head I never felt so close To giving up my hope Should I hide it Should I fight it

Mm, too young, too dumb to realize That I should have bought you flowers And held your hand Should have gave you all my hours When I had the chance Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance Now my baby's dancing But she's dancing with

You're my Miss Jamaica My Miss Jamaica I'm crowning you myself Although you may not have such a fabulous shape To suit the rest of the world But you do suit me and that's all I want to know I need not know nothing more Roses are red, violets are blue

I don’t believe anymore Raised by wolves Stronger than fear Running wild We were raised by wolves If I open my eyes You disappear Face down on a broken street There’s a man in the corner

Then you learn the lesson Handle with kid gloves Put on your kid gloves That it's cool to be so tough That it's tough to be so cool A world of difference A world so out of touch Overwhelmed by everything But wanting more so much

But it's all coming back to me And you hold me like that It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now There were moments of gold And there were flashes of light But then they'd always seemed right There were nights of endless pleasure I can

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Had to pray to almighty God they let my dog out the kennel When you get it straight up out the mud, you can't imagine this shit I been pullin' up in the drop tops with the baddest bitches Young nigga been focused on my check