Welcome to the future, uh Hey, count me in Find me a nice soft place to land I'm so high, find me a place to land Yeah, right there, yeah I'm so tomorrow
Took her in, dropped a line Turned me on I travel, I travel We never leave each other 'Cause we leave each other so cold Makes it melt away The easy
Now you're lookin' at a man that's gettin' kind-a mad I had lots of luck but it's all been bad No matter how I struggle and strive I'll never get out
We live out here in the desert Where time stands still in the face of our foolish pride We trade our love for ambition And tell each other we'll get it
We said our goodbyes long ago never thinking we'd miss each other so All the memories we can't leave behind oh we must have been out of our minds I thought
' 211's ever since taa-doow, there's ten million ways to die Choosin' Mack and hit the boopin', floosin' Off this gang-bang music, so all I'd wanna got
place where everyone smiles you have the rights or you seem to think stopped dead in their tracks other peoples dreams all those ideas questioned by doubt i'm telling you man you'd
You just can't smile it away It's much more than passion Oh, it's love and I've heard some people say They've seen love move mountains You just can't
You heal up my wounds I tasted your tears You spilled out your heart So I let out my fears But one fear that I kept to myself How I prayed that you'd
face the hangman Gotta pay for what I done I gotta face the hangman Or by the noose I swing in the morning sun Like a tipsy gypsy Looking like I?d been
When you was a child, life's a game But you got all the rules, all changed Pray to a spiritual God for material things Then wait by the phone but it don
She'd have to go right away She always had a wad of cash Much more than her job could pay I'd ask her where she's going to And this is what she'd say
Well, it's four o'clock in the mornin' An' I'm knockin' on her door She said she's tired of me Don't want me here no more She said, "Stop your pissin
[Missy Elliot] I'm on that next sh*t I'm on that next sh*t You on that old sh*t I'm on that next sh*t [Verse 1: Missy Elliot] I got a figure eight figure
I'm sitting, rain Falling against the lonely tenement Has set my mind to wander Into the windows of my lovers They never know unless I write This is no declaration I just thought I'd
Siempre que te veo yo enloquesco Trato de no pensar en ti no puedo Como hacer para poder sacarte de mi mente Trato de borrar todos los recuerdos Miro
Do you remember how it used to be? They always say You mean those days when everybody laughed? Well, how did they ever, ever slip away? Just like rolling
Breaking up in the station, a final train I don't even know if I'll ever see you again Is it a choice that we even have? Bang, bang down on piano 'til
