Neneh Cherry

Boul ma sene, boul ma guiss madi re nga fokni mane
Khamouma li neka thi sama souf ak thi guinaw
Beugouma kouma khol oaldine yaw li neka si yaw
mo ne si man, li ne si mane moye dilene diapale
Roughneck and rudeness,
We should be using, on the ones who practice wicked charms
For the sword and the stone
Bad to the bone
Battle is not over
Even when it's won
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone the skin is living in
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
J'assume les raisons qui nous poussent de changer tout,
J'aimerais qu'on oublie leur couleur pour qu'ils esperent
Beaucoup de sentiments de race qui font qu'ils desesperent
Je veux les portes grandements ouvertes,
Des amis pour parler de leur peine, de leur joie
Pour qu'ils leur filent des infos qui ne divisent pas
Changer
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone the skin is living in
And there's a million voices
And there's a million voices
To tell you what she should be thinking
So you better sober up for just a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting

Boul ma sene, boul ma guiss madi re nga fokni mane
Khamouma li neka thi sama souf ak thi guinaw
Beugouma kouma khol oaldine yaw li neka si yaw
mo ne si man, li ne si mane moye dilene diapale
Roughneck and rudeness,
We should be using, on the ones who practice wicked charms
For the sword and the stone
Bad to the bone
Battle is not over
Even when it's won
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone the skin is living in
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
J'assume les raisons qui nous poussent de changer tout,
J'aimerais qu'on oublie leur couleur pour qu'ils esperent
Beaucoup de sentiments de race qui font qu'ils desesperent
Je veux les portes grandements ouvertes,
Des amis pour parler de leur peine, de leur joie
Pour qu'ils leur filent des infos qui ne divisent pas
Changer
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone the skin is living in
And there's a million voices
And there's a million voices
To tell you what she should be thinking
So you better sober up for just a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting

A bit of friendly beastiality
With the stockings that I tied you up so easily
As the window breaks the window pain
Puts the hand in to the till to get some pretty change.
What love
What hate
Could reach the point of no return
What love
What hate
Could reach the point
Take you down into a dead end lane
Make me walk on broken glass
And let my liquid make petal coloured moves
Removes the lipstick stains that still remain
Am I still the same
What love
What hate
Could reach the point of no return
What love
What hate
Could reach the point
As I take you through the bedroom door
You can be my mother
You can be my whore
Take a lesson in geography
Wash me down in pepsi
Sweet obsess possess me
What love
What hate
Could reach the point of no return
What love
What hate
Could reach the point
What love
What hate
Could reach the point of no return
What love
What hate
Could reach the point

A bit of friendly beastiality
With the stockings that I tied you up so easily
As the window breaks the window pain
Puts the hand in to the till to get some pretty change.
What love
What hate
Could reach the point of no return
What love
What hate
Could reach the point
Take you down into a dead end lane
Make me walk on broken glass
And let my liquid make petal coloured moves
Removes the lipstick stains that still remain
Am I still the same
What love
What hate
Could reach the point of no return
What love
What hate
Could reach the point
As I take you through the bedroom door
You can be my mother
You can be my whore
Take a lesson in geography
Wash me down in pepsi
Sweet obsess possess me
What love
What hate
Could reach the point of no return
What love
What hate
Could reach the point
What love
What hate
Could reach the point of no return
What love
What hate
Could reach the point

Call yourself a family man
Talking 'bout the families plan
To bring the sweet talk deep and down
Works better than an average pick up line
You put your woman out to pasture
On the promises you gave her last year
Peace and love is on your head
And the grass is greener playing 'round
Your family seed is what you spread
Chorus:
Buddy my friend
Who you think you fooling



Buddy my friend
And what about your woman
Buddy my friend
Who you think you fooling
Buddy my friend

I don't care what you do
But there's a hypocrite that lives in you
Cause if your woman gave her love
In the same way that you do
You'd feel a-way
You know you would

Chorus

Buddy my friend
Treat her that way
And you'll be x-d soon
Buddy x-d soon

Who's that gigolo on the street
With his hands in his pockets and his crocadile feet
Hanging off the curb, looking all disturbed
At the boys from home. They all came running
They were making noise, manhandling toys
That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls
Wearing padded bras sucking beers through straws
Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours?

Gigolo, Huh, sukka?
Gigolo. Gigolo, Huh, sukka?


Chorus1:
Who's looking good today?
Who's looking good in every way?
No style rookie
You better watch don't mess with me

Chorus2:
No moneyman can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of.
We always hang in a Buffalo Stance
We do the dive every time we dance
I'll give you love baby not romance
I'll make a move nothing left to chance
So don't you get fresh with me

Get funky. Yeah Timmy.
Tell it like it is. Check out this DJ.

So you say you wanted money but you know it's never funny
When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy
But you had to have style get a gold tooth smile
Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile
Committed a crime and went inside
It was coming your way but you had to survive
When you lost your babe, you lost the race
Now you're looking at me to take her place.

Chorus1

Smokin.' Not cokin.' Get funky sax.
Looking good, hanging with the wild bunch.
Looking good in a Buffalo Stance.
Looking good when it comes to the crunch
Looking good's a state of mind
State of mind don't look behind you
State of mind or you'll be dead
State of mind may I remind you
Bomb the Bass...rock this place!
What is he like? What's he like anway?
Yo' man what do you expect the guy's a gigolo man
You know I mean?

Chorus2 X 2

Wind on my face, sound in my ears
Water from my eyes, and you on my mind
As I sink, diving down deep...deeper into your soul.

Chorus2 to fade...

Who's that gigolo on the street
With his hands in his pockets and his crocadile feet
Hanging off the curb, looking all disturbed
At the boys from home. They all came running
They were making noise, manhandling toys
That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls
Wearing padded bras sucking beers through straws
Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours?

Gigolo, Huh, sukka?
Gigolo. Gigolo, Huh, sukka?


Chorus1:
Who's looking good today?
Who's looking good in every way?
No style rookie
You better watch don't mess with me

Chorus2:
No moneyman can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of.
We always hang in a Buffalo Stance
We do the dive every time we dance
I'll give you love baby not romance
I'll make a move nothing left to chance
So don't you get fresh with me

Get funky. Yeah Timmy.
Tell it like it is. Check out this DJ.

So you say you wanted money but you know it's never funny
When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy
But you had to have style get a gold tooth smile
Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile
Committed a crime and went inside
It was coming your way but you had to survive
When you lost your babe, you lost the race
Now you're looking at me to take her place.

Chorus1

Smokin.' Not cokin.' Get funky sax.
Looking good, hanging with the wild bunch.
Looking good in a Buffalo Stance.
Looking good when it comes to the crunch
Looking good's a state of mind
State of mind don't look behind you
State of mind or you'll be dead
State of mind may I remind you
Bomb the Bass...rock this place!
What is he like? What's he like anway?
Yo' man what do you expect the guy's a gigolo man
You know I mean?

Chorus2 X 2

Wind on my face, sound in my ears
Water from my eyes, and you on my mind
As I sink, diving down deep...deeper into your soul.

Chorus2 to fade...

Who's that gigolo on the street
With his hands in his pockets and his crocadile feet
Hanging off the curb, looking all disturbed
At the boys from home. They all came running
They were making noise, manhandling toys
That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls
Wearing padded bras sucking beers through straws
Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours?

Gigolo, Huh, sukka?
Gigolo. Gigolo, Huh, sukka?


Chorus1:
Who's looking good today?
Who's looking good in every way?
No style rookie
You better watch don't mess with me

Chorus2:
No moneyman can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of.
We always hang in a Buffalo Stance
We do the dive every time we dance
I'll give you love baby not romance
I'll make a move nothing left to chance
So don't you get fresh with me

Get funky. Yeah Timmy.
Tell it like it is. Check out this DJ.

So you say you wanted money but you know it's never funny
When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy
But you had to have style get a gold tooth smile
Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile
Committed a crime and went inside
It was coming your way but you had to survive
When you lost your babe, you lost the race
Now you're looking at me to take her place.

Chorus1

Smokin.' Not cokin.' Get funky sax.
Looking good, hanging with the wild bunch.
Looking good in a Buffalo Stance.
Looking good when it comes to the crunch
Looking good's a state of mind
State of mind don't look behind you
State of mind or you'll be dead
State of mind may I remind you
Bomb the Bass...rock this place!
What is he like? What's he like anway?
Yo' man what do you expect the guy's a gigolo man
You know I mean?

Chorus2 X 2

Wind on my face, sound in my ears
Water from my eyes, and you on my mind
As I sink, diving down deep...deeper into your soul.

Chorus2 to fade...

You fed the fire all my letters
Like you fed me french fries
And in my dead mouth
Lies the taste that's like the
Look in your dead eyes
Don't give me your expression
Don't even swim with me
I've got the nerve to tell you
You'll never live thru me
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
And like a witness that has
Come to be that's my expression
And though I live through your eyes
I've just lived in one dimension
You wanna let off a gun
Press one hard be hard on
I wonder is your wisdom
Telling you'll never get to you
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
I gave you satisfaction
It's murder here when I'm round
So keep my felt tip impressions and bury me
Never to be found
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
Carry me, bury me
I wanna go home now
Carry me I wanna go home
Carry me yeah
Bury me yeah
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Bury me carry me
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home

You fed the fire all my letters
Like you fed me french fries
And in my dead mouth
Lies the taste that's like the
Look in your dead eyes
Don't give me your expression
Don't even swim with me
I've got the nerve to tell you
You'll never live thru me
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
And like a witness that has
Come to be that's my expression
And though I live through your eyes
I've just lived in one dimension
You wanna let off a gun
Press one hard be hard on
I wonder is your wisdom
Telling you'll never get to you
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
I gave you satisfaction
It's murder here when I'm round
So keep my felt tip impressions and bury me
Never to be found
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me carry me
I wanna go home
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home
Carry me, bury me
I wanna go home now
Carry me I wanna go home
Carry me yeah
Bury me yeah
Carry me carry me carry me
I wanna go home
Bury me carry me
Carry me bury me
I wanna go home

Everything, anything I see
Anything, everything I feel
Everyday anytime I know
Anything everyone has to go
Champagne lingers in my glass
The party's over
I see my reflection, sipping
And it reminds me
I'd like to see you
Having more fun
If you can
I look at you
But it's me I see
It's everything I know ( it's me I see )
It's everything I feel ( it's me I see )
It's everything and everyone around me that I see
Everything is real
Everything I feel
In my mirror
I see myself
In that mirror
Inside myself
Sometimes I feel it coming to me
Thinking of you when I'm looking at my body
I can touch myself with my own understanding
My resolution to be broken
That I see now
And it's me I see
It's everything I know ( it's me I see )
It's everything I feel ( it's me I see )
And it's everything and everyone around me that I know
Everything is real
Everything I feel
No real solutions
In clipping from the past
I see my reflection at last
Books full of pictures
Remembering the blasts
Times consequences
Makes me go fast
And it's me I see
And It's everywhere I go
It's me I see
It's everything I see ( it's me I see )
And it's everywhere I go Yeah ( it's me I see )
It's everything I feel ( it's me I see )
And it's everywhere I go ( it's me I see )
It's everything I feel ( it's me I see )
And it's everything and everyone around me that I love
Everything is real
Everything I feel

Everything, anything I see
Anything, everything I feel
Everyday anytime I know
Anything everyone has to go
Champagne lingers in my glass
The party's over
I see my reflection, sipping
And it reminds me
I'd like to see you
Having more fun
If you can
I look at you
But it's me I see
It's everything I know ( it's me I see )
It's everything I feel ( it's me I see )
It's everything and everyone around me that I see
Everything is real
Everything I feel
In my mirror
I see myself
In that mirror
Inside myself
Sometimes I feel it coming to me
Thinking of you when I'm looking at my body
I can touch myself with my own understanding
My resolution to be broken
That I see now
And it's me I see
It's everything I know ( it's me I see )
It's everything I feel ( it's me I see )
And it's everything and everyone around me that I know
Everything is real
Everything I feel
No real solutions
In clipping from the past
I see my reflection at last
Books full of pictures
Remembering the blasts
Times consequences
Makes me go fast
And it's me I see
And It's everywhere I go
It's me I see
It's everything I see ( it's me I see )
And it's everywhere I go Yeah ( it's me I see )
It's everything I feel ( it's me I see )
And it's everywhere I go ( it's me I see )
It's everything I feel ( it's me I see )
And it's everything and everyone around me that I love
Everything is real
Everything I feel

Luck has been on your side boy,
And life is what you made it
As you've done what you can do
People say
People say that your the only one
Time keeps slipping thru the hour class
You're living in the future boy
But there something inside
Something to hide
In too much pride
Maybe you cried
Wondering why
You know you've got to feel it
Feel it over you, under you
Talking to your little sister now
Tell her how you turned to liquid love
Don't get beaten by the tide boy
You've got so much to give of yourself
Some of the things you said
Been living in your head you know
And what you feel
Are just trade marks of your suffering
But you're looking for a reason for everything
'Coz you know that there has to be something in
Every little thing that you're
Feeling feeling feeling feeling, over you
Voices on your shoulder
Pounding in your temple
Like a bullet in your head
Waiting for release
Your simplistic measures
Your holistic treasures
What you want and what you need
What you feel in your dreams
Been around and fought a lot of wars
Before you could walk
But then again you walked
A lot of miles before you could talk
And now you know that you feel it
What you gonna
Can you can you
Feel it, feel it, feel it
Over you,
Can you can you feel it
Feel it, feel it, over you
Can you can you feel it
Feel it ....

Luck has been on your side boy,
And life is what you made it
As you've done what you can do
People say
People say that your the only one
Time keeps slipping thru the hour class
You're living in the future boy
But there something inside
Something to hide
In too much pride
Maybe you cried
Wondering why
You know you've got to feel it
Feel it over you, under you
Talking to your little sister now
Tell her how you turned to liquid love
Don't get beaten by the tide boy
You've got so much to give of yourself
Some of the things you said
Been living in your head you know
And what you feel
Are just trade marks of your suffering
But you're looking for a reason for everything
'Coz you know that there has to be something in
Every little thing that you're
Feeling feeling feeling feeling, over you
Voices on your shoulder
Pounding in your temple
Like a bullet in your head
Waiting for release
Your simplistic measures
Your holistic treasures
What you want and what you need
What you feel in your dreams
Been around and fought a lot of wars
Before you could walk
But then again you walked
A lot of miles before you could talk
And now you know that you feel it
What you gonna
Can you can you
Feel it, feel it, feel it
Over you,
Can you can you feel it
Feel it, feel it, over you
Can you can you feel it
Feel it ....

I wasn't born
Born to stay
Thought that I'd buy you
A golden ring
A golden ring for your finger
Yeah
A golden ring for your finger
I was a woman
That was born to travel
I'd go anywhere
That whims would allow
Now I'm going to buy a ring
A golden ring for your finger
I thought you'd never
Ever relate
To a stranger
Of a thousand years to late
Now I'm going to buy a ring
Yeah
A golden ring for your finger
I thought you'd never
Ever relate
To a stranger
Of a thousand years to late
Now I'm going to buy a ring
Yeah
A golden ring for your finger

I wasn't born
Born to stay
Thought that I'd buy you
A golden ring
A golden ring for your finger
Yeah
A golden ring for your finger
I was a woman
That was born to travel
I'd go anywhere
That whims would allow
Now I'm going to buy a ring
A golden ring for your finger
I thought you'd never
Ever relate
To a stranger
Of a thousand years to late
Now I'm going to buy a ring
Yeah
A golden ring for your finger
I thought you'd never
Ever relate
To a stranger
Of a thousand years to late
Now I'm going to buy a ring
Yeah
A golden ring for your finger

Out of control
Mmm - stick it where it hurts
Girl, i'll be peeling you off the ceiling. that's right hee hee
Ladies and gentlemen - neneh cherry

Well you laughed at me right in my face
At the wrong time and in the wrong place
You turned around and said "i'm all shook up"
Said to me "i'm your sweet buttercup" you're lying, you're lying, begging him to stay and crying
You're lying, you're lying, you're never satisfied

Chorus:
Heart, heart you can't break my heart
Hard, hard you think you're so hard
If you meant what you did it wouldn't been half as bad
But you did it in spite and that just isn't right

You took my man and didn't mean it
But you did it to hurt my feelings
What i should do is slap you in your face
You left me here with a pain below my waste


You lose a guy you move into the larder
You got no style, why don't you try a little harder
Chocolates, bananas, doughnuts and salami
Ain't gonna fit cause you're full of bologna

Chorus:

Only back alley rats take other people's cats
And then strike back, that isn't where i'm at

Anyway, it's gonna get you anyway
Anyday, i'm gonna get you, get you

Chorus
I thought you were my friend. god, you're so digital girl.
You're like one of those cabbage patch creatures - dj


You burn the candle at both ends
You're gonna feel the heat
If everything you do comes back to you
By now you'd be dead meat
You took my man and took his body strapped him to your bed just to have his baby
Everybody knows you're a phoney
You just want his alimoney

Chorus

Out of control
Mmm - stick it where it hurts
Girl, i'll be peeling you off the ceiling. that's right hee hee
Ladies and gentlemen - neneh cherry

Well you laughed at me right in my face
At the wrong time and in the wrong place
You turned around and said "i'm all shook up"
Said to me "i'm your sweet buttercup" you're lying, you're lying, begging him to stay and crying
You're lying, you're lying, you're never satisfied

Chorus:
Heart, heart you can't break my heart
Hard, hard you think you're so hard
If you meant what you did it wouldn't been half as bad
But you did it in spite and that just isn't right

You took my man and didn't mean it
But you did it to hurt my feelings
What i should do is slap you in your face
You left me here with a pain below my waste


You lose a guy you move into the larder
You got no style, why don't you try a little harder
Chocolates, bananas, doughnuts and salami
Ain't gonna fit cause you're full of bologna

Chorus:

Only back alley rats take other people's cats
And then strike back, that isn't where i'm at

Anyway, it's gonna get you anyway
Anyday, i'm gonna get you, get you

Chorus
I thought you were my friend. god, you're so digital girl.
You're like one of those cabbage patch creatures - dj


You burn the candle at both ends
You're gonna feel the heat
If everything you do comes back to you
By now you'd be dead meat
You took my man and took his body strapped him to your bed just to have his baby
Everybody knows you're a phoney
You just want his alimoney

Chorus

Hard black soil called the chernozem
Driving uptown with some per diems
Won't somebody check the hem
Falling down this dress again
Sporting hot jeans on the butt again
Got to get home before the Mayhem
Won't somebody check the tide
Before we run and hide again
Got a hornbeam growing in the garden
Always climbing the tree is the morphine
Got a view of the love and I'm chillin'
Got a view of the hem of the horizon
Stole the wheel off a car called a Porsche
While I was chewing the fat that disturbs me
It's always there because
We play the game the way we are
I got a view on outer space paparrazi
It's always there cause I know that they watch me
I bathe away in darkness
All because I'm paranoid
Got a hornbeam growing in the garden
Always climbing the tree is the morphine
Got a view of the love and I'm chillin'
Got a view of the hem of the horizon
Won't you
Unbutton my stuff
Won't you
Come and zip me up
Won't you
Unbutton my stuff
Won't you
Come and zip me up
Chauvinistic femme come arousing
Got a groove in the hem of your hygiene
Won't somebody break my boundary
Or leave that femme for another day
I like a brain and I like my bimbo
I like 'em vain let 'em lick my limbo
The boldest kiss the mayhem
Slipping down the waterside
Mum & Dad are feeling kind of hurt
To get me back they got to get me first
Am I guilty quench my thirst
Spill my wine and french I quim
Got a hornbeam growing in the garden
Always climbing the tree is the morphine
Got a view of the love and I'm chillin'
Got a view of the hem of the horizon
Won't you
Unbutton my stuff
Won't you
Come and zip me up
Won't you
Unbutton my stuff
Won't you
Come and zip me up
Repeat

Hard black soil called the chernozem
Driving uptown with some per diems
Won't somebody check the hem
Falling down this dress again
Sporting hot jeans on the butt again
Got to get home before the Mayhem
Won't somebody check the tide
Before we run and hide again
Got a hornbeam growing in the garden
Always climbing the tree is the morphine
Got a view of the love and I'm chillin'
Got a view of the hem of the horizon
Stole the wheel off a car called a Porsche
While I was chewing the fat that disturbs me
It's always there because
We play the game the way we are
I got a view on outer space paparrazi
It's always there cause I know that they watch me
I bathe away in darkness
All because I'm paranoid
Got a hornbeam growing in the garden
Always climbing the tree is the morphine
Got a view of the love and I'm chillin'
Got a view of the hem of the horizon
Won't you
Unbutton my stuff
Won't you
Come and zip me up
Won't you
Unbutton my stuff
Won't you
Come and zip me up
Chauvinistic femme come arousing
Got a groove in the hem of your hygiene
Won't somebody break my boundary
Or leave that femme for another day
I like a brain and I like my bimbo
I like 'em vain let 'em lick my limbo
The boldest kiss the mayhem
Slipping down the waterside
Mum & Dad are feeling kind of hurt
To get me back they got to get me first
Am I guilty quench my thirst
Spill my wine and french I quim
Got a hornbeam growing in the garden
Always climbing the tree is the morphine
Got a view of the love and I'm chillin'
Got a view of the hem of the horizon
Won't you
Unbutton my stuff
Won't you
Come and zip me up
Won't you
Unbutton my stuff
Won't you
Come and zip me up
Repeat

I'm just another voice from the street,
And since it's my choice, I feel that I must speak.
Now I know that you won't listen to little me,
But I can't rest unless I get this off my chest.
See the city's my home, the streets where I roam,
But still I leave the drugs and violence alone.

And so I try to stay in the right frame of mind,
Although I know some people who might say that I'm
Crazy and lazy for not breakin' out,
But the city has soul and that's what I'm about.

I have an appetite that must be fed,
No longer blind and being led.
The type of freedom that you can buy,
My bank won't lend me yet.
But still I can get by, and even smile.
So don't judge me by the colour of my skin;
My blood runs as deep as your runs red,
Which takes me out of the rap.

[Chorus]
The choice is mine,
With my joy and pain inside,
And I ain't gone under yet!

See bodies with souls living in the street.
No one wants to live with nothing to eat,
But to climb over living people and feel
That they brought it on themselves 'cause
They lazy or would rather steal is a mystery.

So don't judge me by the colour of my skin;
My blood runs as deep as your runs red,
Which takes me out of the verse.

[Chorus]

Your under is my over; I've never seen your over yet,
But don't forget
I ain't gone under yet!

Your under is my over; I've never seen your over yet,
But don't forget
I ain't gone under yet!

Your under is my over; I've never seen your over yet,
But don't forget
I ain't gone under yet!

Your under is my over; I've never seen your over yet,
But don't forget
I ain't gone under yet!

I don't steal, I don't run tricks or scams,
'Cause I'm a strong young woman; yes I know who I am.
But sometimes it's so hard to get by,
Tough circumstances make me want to get high.
But I don't go too far 'cause that ain't my style,
So why don't you come live next to me for a while?

Down this wild street walks
Walks a child with no trace
Of ever being as young as her sister is
A local neighborhood crush the boys would hide out and watch
Her hanging washing on the line all the time

Chorus:
More like a woman she talks like one
She was the first girl, she was the first girl
To turn the boys on
Boys boys
Wrapped around her finger
So young
Making love was only dreaming
This girl she's got another story
When they are gone she blows them kisses on the wind

At the corner shop half way down the block
All the radios pumping to the way she walks
Past the fly boy's art where her name's engraved
Sweet liberty is what it says

Chorus

The price of puberty's got
A way of showing
It doesn't come in easy stages
Her mother's face in the pot
She won't ever leave it
She needs a bell to ring the changes

Chorus to fade...

I love the way you walk,
i love the way you talk
With your mouthful
The way you park on the sidewalk
The way you are in the car
I'll make you love the way I behave
On my bad days
Show you the trigger to my bitch switch
And how to play with my witch stitch
Kiss my dirty feet
i'll take you out for dinner
Laugh at my jokes
I wanna sit on your back
Close my eyes
Take your pulse
It's 120
And it's rising
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you X4
I love the way you rob a shop
I love the way your belly flops
As the morning drops
And the way you change from playing cup
When you force me to stop
First my assailant
Then my private federal agent
Bang my feet chain my hands
And ignore my demands
Kiss my dirty feet
i'll take you out for dinner
Laugh at my jokes ahah
I wanna sit on your back
Close my eyes
Take your pulse
It's 120
(ahhhhh) And it's rising (ahhhh)
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you now
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you oh
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you yeah
All I wanna do, Is kootchi kootchi kootchi koo with you
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you oh
All I wanna do, Is kootchi kootchi kootchi kootchi koo with you
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you now
You're like maggots in my brain
Crawling through my veins
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you
All I wanna do, Is kootchi koo with you
Kootchi X9 koo.

You say what you say
And you pray that one day
You'll be seen between the shadows
Now that's a waist of your pain
Living your life like a saint
When it don't...no
It don't even matter
Even saints make their mistakes
Letting their dreams fall and break
All it feels like
Living in sunshine with the shades pulled down
Now i want you to see
How good life can be
You can turn around
And better your life
With the good times found

People will always take the long way around
Before you know it you'll be lost and found
Living in sunshine with the shades pulled down
People will always take the long way around
People will always take the long way around
Before you know it you'll be lost and found
Living in sunshine with the shades pulled down
People will always take the long way around

I'm not afraid of pride
When it's for the right side
Don't betray what i believe in
Stand where you want to stand
And i'll believe when i can
'cause i'm telling you now
I been where you're living in

People will always take the long way around
Before you know it you'll be lost and found
Living in sunshine with the shades pulled down
People will always take the long way around
People will always take the long way around
Before you know it you'll be lost and found
Living in sunshine with the shades pulled down
People will always take the long way around

Will tomorrow keep it's promise
No one here can say
The past is all behind us
And all we have is today
And all we have is today

People will always take the long way around
Before you know it you'll be lost and found
Living in sunshine with the shades pulled down
People will always take the long way around
People will always take the long way around
Before you know it you'll be lost and found
Living in sunshine with the shades pulled down
People will always take the long way around

I'm in a home run, i'm in a home run,
On the last stretch,on the last stretch.
I'm in a home run, i'm in a home run,
On the left foot, with the right foot.

I'm in a home run, i'm in a home run,
On the last stretch,on the last stretch.
I'm in a home run, i'm in a home run,
On the left foot, with the right foot.

You could have reached for me, saved me from lying and i wanted to touch you.
But i was stuck on my island,
With a puddle of misunderstanding like a sea between us.
When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago.
When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago.

I'm in a home run, i'm in a home run,
On the last stretch,on the last stretch.
I'm in a home run, i'm in a home run,
On the left foot, with the right foot.

Come rain come shine i'm leaving this love ghetto.
Come rain come shine i'm leaving this love ghetto.

Chasing you is haunting me, but i know that girl is lying.
You upset my chemistry.
Baby i'm sick of crying,
Forever is only like the sky and the sea between us.
When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago.
When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago.

Come rain come shine i'm leaving this love ghetto.



Come rain come shine i'm leaving this love ghetto.

I can't see a way every day we are the same
Turning round and round i pick you up and then you let me down
Never will i blame, never will i hate
I'll just have to go saving you from saving me.

I'm in a home run, i'm in a home run,
On the last stretch,on the last stretch.
I'm in a home run, i'm in a home run,
On the left foot, with the right foot.-ac

Ok, you're on your own, it's late
Your girlfriend is on another date with the hero in your dream
Turn around, ask yourself. so, you think you're gonna win this time manchild?

Is it the pain of the drinking
Or the sunday sinking feeling
The car never seems to work
When it's late your girlfriend's on a date
And the hero with her in your dream
In your sleep it seemed to like you
Turn around and ask yourself
Turn around ask yourself

Chorus:
Manchild, will you ever win
Manchild, look at the state you're in

Could you go undercover
And sell your brand new lover (could you)
Be someone else for a night
Maybe someone else will love you
You sell your soul for a tacky song
Like the one you hear on the radio
Turn around ask yourself
Turn around and ask yourself

Chorus:
Manchild, will you ever win
Manchild, look at the state you're in
Manchild, he will make you cry
Manchild, manchild, manchild

From monday down to friday
You're working on another man's car
Or is it in the factory?
It doesn't matter where you are

Just turn around and ask yourself is this communication
Accentuate the positive and give some illustration


See manchild, you're no one, you turn the microphone on
Control communication when i'm kickin' it and so on
To the point that i need, the air that i breathe
Into an audience that's waiting and ecstatic to receive
For the meantime another mean rhyme, i keep on sayin' it
I know what the time is the crowd will keep playing it
Through the speaker boxes loud's my diagnosis
'cause i believe in miracles and words in heavy doses.
Enough r-e-s-p-e and c-t
Respect your

Ok, you're on your own, it's late
Your girlfriend is on another date with the hero in your dream
Turn around, ask yourself. so, you think you're gonna win this time manchild?

Is it the pain of the drinking
Or the sunday sinking feeling
The car never seems to work
When it's late your girlfriend's on a date
And the hero with her in your dream
In your sleep it seemed to like you
Turn around and ask yourself
Turn around ask yourself

Chorus:
Manchild, will you ever win
Manchild, look at the state you're in

Could you go undercover
And sell your brand new lover (could you)
Be someone else for a night
Maybe someone else will love you
You sell your soul for a tacky song
Like the one you hear on the radio
Turn around ask yourself
Turn around and ask yourself

Chorus:
Manchild, will you ever win
Manchild, look at the state you're in
Manchild, he will make you cry
Manchild, manchild, manchild

From monday down to friday
You're working on another man's car
Or is it in the factory?
It doesn't matter where you are

Just turn around and ask yourself is this communication
Accentuate the positive and give some illustration


See manchild, you're no one, you turn the microphone on
Control communication when i'm kickin' it and so on
To the point that i need, the air that i breathe
Into an audience that's waiting and ecstatic to receive
For the meantime another mean rhyme, i keep on sayin' it
I know what the time is the crowd will keep playing it
Through the speaker boxes loud's my diagnosis
'cause i believe in miracles and words in heavy doses.
Enough r-e-s-p-e and c-t
Respect your