You can't be everybody's cup of tea Some like it bitter, some like it sweet Nobody's everybody's favorite, so you might as well just make it how you please You can't be, everybody's cup of tea Maybe your jacket is a hand-me down Maybe you slept with half

Just stay while the night is young Chris Youlden-Chrysalis Music Ltd. Don't worry 'bout the morning Because the day might never come Don't worry 'bout the future Don't pretend that it's your first time Don't pretend that it's no fun Don't tell me 'bout

Take me home Say you will Take me home with you I said if I'm in luck maybe you might pick me up I said if I'm in luck I just might get picked up All I wanna do is just love you a lil bit I said I'm fishin' trick and you can call it what you want then I

She got me going down She got me going psycho Got me living on a tightrope But I love that shit Just be open to the possibility of me and you Oh no, you lie I want to, so I Might call you tonight if I do pick up

Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight Just a touch of the fire burning so bright I don't want to push too far Just a shot in the dark that you just might Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life And I don't want to mess this thing up So baby

What you think this is? Ayy, ayy, don't need no new friends Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Ayy, I woke up this morning counted half a M, yeah Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah Uh, just

Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Is it coming? Let me kick it like it's 1986, now Am I coming out of left field? I been feeling it since 1966, now Might've had your fill, but you feel it still (Ooh woo, I'm

I just wanna know what's on your mind I used to say I wanna die before I'm old But because of you I might think twice I need to know That when I fail you'll still be here 'Cause if you stick around, I'll sing you pretty sounds And we'll make money

Downtown’s dead without you Girls walk by and friends say hi Then Friday night it might as well be just another Tuesday night without you As long as you’re still in my head There ain’t a way that I can paint a ghost town red Downtown’s dead, downtown’s

You showed me my tomorrow Beside a box of matches A welcome threatening stir My hopes of being stolen Might just ring true Depends who you prefer But if it's true you're gonna run away Tell me where I'll meet you there