I got a test for you You said you want my heart Well baby you can have it all I got a lot of boys And we can make you right And if you get too high (That north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO)

Baby, I think I love you today I think I love Every single little crack on your face Even our most casual embrace You don't have to try 'Cause I've made up my mind Remember that time You threw a can of beer at me like a stone You drunk too much wine

You're gorgeous You make me so happy, it turns back to sad, yeah There's nothing I hate more than what I can't have You're so gorgeous You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad You should take it as a compliment And I'm so furious At you for making me feel

I really don’t care, I really don’t care Really don’t care, I really don’t care I know I’m not a typical guy, and your friends say I don’t have a chance But I wonder if you pay them no mind, ‘cause it’s costing us time Can you give me a chance to show

Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity Don't ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip Ya gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city Got to get a grip If you think I'm vain, better shut ya lip I can't explain how to be a fat city You gotta live large, gotta

Oh, I don't wanna share you with nothing else I gotta have you to myself I just can't get you close enough, no Yeah, if I were the moon I could catch your eye I'm jealous of the moon If I were the wind I would make you fly I'm jealous of that too, yeah

My love must be some kind of blind love I don't see anybody but you Are the stars out tonight? I don't know if it's cloudy or bright 'Cause I only have eyes for you, dear The moon may be high But I can't see a thing in the sky 'Cause I only have eyes for

An easy feelin' in the mornin' light Drift away with the touch of the hand From the sleep tight, goodnight man And you'll have sweet dreams that'll last all night The sandman told me he's done all he can The situation calls for more than sand You been

Que pasa, New York? New York City, back in New York City, New York City Standing on the corner Just me and Yoko Ono We was waiting for Jerry to land Up come a man with a guitar in his hand Singing, "Have a marijuana if you can" His name was David Peel

Nothing can change the way I feel Nothing can what you've done You will never, be forgiven I hope you suffer as I have suffered I want you to suffer, as I have suffered This is a war of attrition and I won't stay Nothing could change what you've done You