know what to say and I don't know what to do Standing on the corner in my boots and my leather a little over the edge, a little under the weather Just
Let's make it clean and run out the spirits I know a diving ?bird? where I hear it We're going down now under the sofas Light to dark can shift in an
telling me I told you so Everywhere I turn I see red lights flashing over my head Oh no, oh no, oh no In a whirl-wind spinning yeah somehow it knocked
so in love (All good) And so alive (Alright) 'Cos you're so beautiful (It's OK) You're under my skin (Alright) My head's in a spin (All good) Again
I'm a junkyard full of false starts And I don't need yr permission To bury my love under this bare light bulb The moon is a sickle cell It'll kill you
niggaz ain't got shit Cause everytime I turn around y'all on the L.O.X. dick Niggaz thats narrow, I just smack em wit the barrel Give it to em at the light
a tooth I'm spinning in the black hole of youth It doesn't matter We take off our shoes and pull out pieces of the lawn While people light off fireworks
boxila G-Unit capilla I'm realler Forty ounce realler Forty gloc pillar Forty gloc killer (Gun shot) [Verse II:] Ex spider, I'll be creeping and crawling Spinning
a trick or two, To teach you something new. Full of bacardi and botox, Shes fourty and so hot. The light of the day, Had somethin' different to say. My head started to spin
the cold and in fever's grip then your warmth returns, it's the strangest trip i want more, still more i'm enruptured and bathed in blinding light thunder rolls under
me some slack And i'll spin you in wool And pull it over your eyes Because i'm charming Take a long long look at me And give me light Cos the flame
I want to crawl back inside my mother's womb I want to shut out all the lights in this room I want to start fresh, like a baby in a sink Scrub away all
look under I should not judge They say you're never lonely They say you're with the best But when they turn those lights out I bet you spin and
Under the Main Street light Ridin' slow This ol' town, ain't the same Now nobody knows his name Times have changed, still he rides. Traffic lights,
Dancing under the influence of you Yes I'm ticked so what cause it feels good You, you, you Intoxicate me You, you, you You cloud my mind Like a dirty martini Spinning
ya I'm caught up in your twister And I love the way you're spinning me around [Cassidy:] It's nothing like when we cuddle under the sheets together