Some fun out of life But when we want to sing, we sing You can do your betting, we're getting When we want to love, we love When we want to kiss, we kiss With a little petting, we're getting When we want to work, we work When we wanna play, we play

Night train Not a knife throw from here you can hear the night train passing That's the sound somebody makes when they're getting away Leaving next week's hanging jury far behind them Prisoner only of the choices they've made Ice cube in a dark drink

So good to be bad I say why does it feel so good? Getting what I want, boy Why does that make you so mad? You see, why does it feel so good? 'Cause if it's trouble that you're looking for Oh baby, here I am (I am) Oh baby, here I am I said why does it

At least I was good to you I can't make no fucking promises (Cardo Got Wangs) Lifestyle getting out of control Lifestyle getting ludicrous I made a milly in less than a year and I blew that on stupid shit Typed it in like "How to make a milly", I used to

Maybe you shouldn't come back Maybe you shouldn't come back to me Sorry I'm not sorry for the times Tired of being so sad, tired of getting so mad, baby Stop right now, you'll only let me down, oh oh I don't reply, you know the reason why See you calling

Don't you know, baby? Does it ever cross your mind? Only fools stick around when the love is all gone There you go Getting so overly comfortable, baby Like oh no, she wants to be in somebody else's photos On the low-low Only fools stick around when the

I wonder where your are tonight You're probably out on the rampage somewhere You have been known to take delight In getting in somebody's hair And you always had the knack Fade to black I bet you already made a pass I see a darkened room somewhere You

I wanna thank the band, whoever they Were for playing our song And all the stars up there for getting in line And shining down on That boardwalk you and I strolled down Light's dancing on the water from the merry-go-round We made a lot of memories, ain't

Let not another child be slain Let not another search be made in vain Jah forgive us for forgetting So badly that not many can see you In the name of, and by the power of The holy spirit May we invoke your intercession for The children of England Some of

I wish I stayed With that skipping rope, the trampoline, The crafty smoke that made us choke But we didn't give up hope It's just the simple ways of getting paid, The carelessness of running away You can fall if you want to! It's just a matter of how far