they come again through customs Mad ways to dead the wax, one way to bust him [Chorus:] If it's alright with you, it's alright with me We can take this
What 'bout you? Don't want nobody, nobody. Baby, it's you. Baby, it's you. Don't leave me alone. Come on home. Baby, it's you. Baby, it's you. You know
Quartet: It's you in the sunrise, it's you in my cup. It's you all the way into town. It's your sweet "Hello, dear" that sets me up And it's your "Got
you think it's alright? There's something 'bout him I Don't really like. Do you think it's alright? [FRANK] I think it's alright, Yes, I think it's
Ernie? Do you think it's alright? He's had a few too many tonight. Do you think it's alright? [FRANK] Yes, I think it's alright, Yes, I think it's
mirror? You would think he had sight, Been staring half the night. Do you think it's alright? [FRANK] Yes, I think it's alright, Yes, I think it's
to be true? Do you know what it's like Not to be in love with you, But to like you, love you, cherish you, idolize you and protect you? Do you know what it's
It's bad you know It's bad you know She'd asked me why I just went on n' told her (x 4) The engineer blown the whistle, The fireman he rang
lips for kissing I'll share it all with you Ensemble: I'll share it all Woo I'll share it all Woo I'll share it all with you
yourself in a fight Here me kick it I get flashlight how we get it with it specific and artistic Spare rhymes and rough drafts get it done tighter I stay clear you
a poem done turned it into a song Now I'ma sing it for you I just wanna sing, can I, sing you a song I bet you'll love it I just wanna sing, I-I ain
it don't shake it Break it down it's your world, it's only how you make it What it is? What It's all about Let's see how the hell we can rock the house
they spittin' you know what I'm sayin'? You know, on Cd's you don't see 'em in the thug market, you don't see 'em in the hood, you don't see 'em in the
my impulse Honesty should be the best policy but it's not that simple Have you ever had the sky inject a cloud into your lymph nodes So all you see is
They say that one little lie turns into another. Then you go and cheat By the time you know it, you all wrapped up in a whole bunch of seaweed You should
Artist: Fabolous Song: No need for conversation Ugh... It feels good If it feels good don't even fire again, you know Get up man, real talk in New York
the movies, you rocked your fake Chloes You had Gap and Gucci, that's still two G's But that's that last year purse like it's still too cheap Ooh you
