Fill you with desire And tear you all apart Only love can make you cry Only love knows why One more night without you I'm just trying to pretend That you're
's no heart that time can't heal Whatever pieces you're missing Whatever you leave behind However you look at things they do change It's not the same conversation It's not
Dear Chicago, you'll never guess You know the girl, you said I'd meet someday? Well, I got something to confess She picked me up on Friday Asked me if
you up on the age? Two players in the Chi, you're thinkin' Do Or Die You and I can be naked 'Cause I'm the love that you've been thinkin' of The style
life, yo You got ups and you got downs, man You got downs and you got ups We all go through the same thing on different days, man Don't act like you
in the Chi you so blessed Leaving nothing on my mind but Doggy, you and safe sex This ain't a test you ******* with a cold mess Meet me in Chicago let
you going to find your shoes In an empty bed with an achin' head You know it's got to give you the blues You ask me, why I came here But you're the one
much You just do what you have to, shut up and drive If you come apart later, well at least you?re alive You can get you some help, you can deal with
fire Oh no, it's just ain't right (No, it's just not right) Makes me sweat at night (Just not right) I'd rather be alone (To be so alone) 'Cause baby
sort of. You guys ???. What they call existence, consciousness, bliss. That's right. You're find- You're a sentient- You have existence. That's like ??? if you
me if you really want it Hardcore Tonight All night long, you really want it Hardcore Tonight You're talking like you really want it Hardcore Tonight
s walking out the door leavin' Benny all alone, And Benny's crying "Kathy please, baby don't you go" Baby don't you go, baby don't you go Kathy you mean
you're the underground on Highland you're the dogtrack you're the dubliner you're the forty-niner's shuffleboard you're the big beer at the underwood you're the brothers you
you tell 'em where you live Say "shh...", say "shh.." And if you know this is where you wanna raise your kids Say "shh...", say "shh.." If you're from
magazine My love, you're doing fine, you're on TV You pull my heart out and then you run away From Chicago to Cleveland you leave me pain You leave me pain When you're lucid you're
what a sap I was [Roxie Hart] You double-crosser! You big bluffer mouth! You promised you'd stay... [Amos Hart] What're you talking about? You've been
's alone She could say no and then want you to leave her And call you right back home after you're gone You never can tell until after you've tried her And then you