Will a matchbox hold my clothes? But I woke up cold in hand Hey, sometimes I wonder, darling You know I haven't got so many You better pin'er up to your side Now, this tune should be easy for you to deal with All you gotta do is remember back home, You

Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold Somebody, somebody tell me Woman, ain't that a kindness Baby, ain't that a kindness Somebody, somebody please You gotta dig it baby Yes, yes, yes know the deserts couldn't hold all the love that I

Sometimes it all gets a little too much But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same So she didn't let it get in her way And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much She

I gotta have it To have this music in me I just keep playing my song Hoping that I get along You don't know how much it means In the morning I gotta have this blues I gotta have You don't know how much this means

I gotta get back my baby Get back my baby Lonely is taking over now and my heart’s kinda heavy so I’m feeling kind of hopeless now, should have never messed around You never know what you got ‘til the moment that you lose it Sitting here staring at the

But, then the answers that you know just prove you wrong, Gotta have a little faith to fall back on And then all that you've got left is being strong, Gotta find a little faith to fall back on People know that love is what they want, They get caught up

We go fallin' off the wagon Got ourselves a real bad habit Girl, you got me actin' like an addict All messed up, no matter what You know I just gotta have it Even though it winds up tragic Tonight whatever happens, happens And tomorrow, we'll get back on

We don't gotta leave this room Even if we never walk out that door For you to leave me wanting more You don't have to get dressed up for me tonight Girl don't get me starin' at you You look good in any light I know it's seven o'clock And know I've

Already gone I'm already gone So I'm already gone I want you to know That it doesn't matter Where we take this road Someone's gotta go And I want you to know You couldn't have loved me better

Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Young nigga that's more famous than these older niggas Young nigga