, I know We'll be doing this baby, uh And you'll be lovin' this baby Oh, crusin' along till we hit the backseat 'Cause that's where the music sounds
your imagination Under the blue skies, you're the golden sun The light in my eyes, I know you are the one See where my heart lies As you guide me through
, and Dancer, and Prancer, and Vixen.. Comet, and Cupid, and Donner and Blitzen.. But do you recall...? The most famous reindeer of all (music break)
It won?t be long now The music?s on loud We?ll sing this song out And then we'll lie down I?ll hold you close then And let you know when The space and
music that we play, somehow gets glued to your brain I'm the future when I'm in the boost I'm like I'm living in 3008 This music gave me a lane to ride
good, it's ever so easy We have a bond that wont break, no mistake, believe me Till Death Do Us Part, like I said from the start You're the light that guides
, 36 I never had a girl before with much of a figure So excuse me if I start to play with your digital display Digital display, I wish your music start
Where is the light that guides me Like the dawn it warms my soul I wait alone in the darkness Till I can play the songs that make me whole I'm lost in
a stripper Or tyin' a baby shoestring, you stringing along And really why you writing a song? Your passion for music is never in sync No secret societies guided
But they all gone, y'all wrong, I page myself, because I do this music for me, I take time and put pride in it This music is me, it's no ruinin' me,
the guns they usin', not close to the most of them Quarter rolls, microphones, one, two, revolution Sons due, evolution, in a rhyme, ghetto music In the
(all night) Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby (in our ride) Just me and my boss no worries at all Listening to Aston Martin Music Music Let
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin I'm guided by a signal in the Heavens I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin I'm guided by the beauty
afloat in about fifty seconds Better believe we brought enough free chicken for the picnic And while the time is tickin? Automated belt drive, felt tip scribe, I?m your guide
Who, what, why's and the whereabouts And I'm a nigger that the world don't care about Mr. Outsider, it's all about bein' a fighter Use the guide to
to you, next to me Radio playing our favorite song I'll change the station if the news comes on When the signal ain't coming in too strong We'll make our music
have no choice but come unwound Sing Your songs of truth and pain All the things you can't explain Sing The way you feel inside Let the music be your guide
come So happy you're mine 'cos true love is so hard to find Time will guide us together Over come the differences we'll find Then love be our guide and