Looking for a cause I'm hanging on a dream that's too dumb to die I feel like a cello Lost somewhere over the rainbow Way up high, too scared to dream But too dumb to die Well all I got was camouflage Oh, oh I love you Oh, oh I do

I got a feelin' called the blues, oh Lord Since my baby said goodbye Lord I don't know what I'll do All I do is sit and sigh, oh Lord That last long day she said goodbye She'll do me, she'll do you She's got that kind of lovin' Lord I love to hear her

We got that good love We got that hood love Bad boy, you make me make bad decisions We got that hot love We got that I don't give a what love We got that one life Give me that all night We got that Bonnie & Clyde love They say it’s wrong, but

Valentine, valentine I can take you out, oh-oh We can kill some time, stay home Throw balloons, teddy bears and the chocolate eclairs await Got nothing but love for you, fall more in love every day It don't matter just as long as I get all you tonight I

I got money that I saved then I'm back on road Get my jewelry out the safe 'cause I'm back on road I still do these hoes the same when I'm back on road If you wasn't there for me when I was all alone Then bitch don't expect no love when I'm back I'm just

You got me riding on that, riding on that, grinding up in this bitch Like I love you babe Banana all in that split, bet them girls can't do you like this Say you'll never take my love away You know, you know, you know I'm sophisticated, super classy,

Still in love with you Is this the end? Think I'll fall to pieces If I don't find something else to do This sadness it never ceases Oh I'm still in love with you My head, it keeps on reeling It's got me in a crazy spin Darling, darling, darling

We can be so in love You know every second adds up to a minute Need 10,000 hours Let the clock go around Why you always take so long to call me? Know I gotta wake up in the mornin' Don't stop, I'm counting them up Run the clock, I be counting them up

It cost me a lot But there's one thing that I've got It's my man, it's my man Cold and wet, tired, you bet All of this I'll soon forget with my man He's not much for looks He's no hero out of books But I love him, yes I love him Two or three girls has he

And one of them is how bad I need you 'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too 'Cause I got issues But you got 'em too So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you Bask in the glory Of all our problems 'Cause we got the kind of love