From the Album: * The naked truth Used to be a young gun Out on the hard streets Getting high on crystal Drinking scotch and smoking weed Daddy's wish
Another hour past midnight Moonshine through the skylight The bottle's empty and my mind is full Of your ghost that keeps hauntin' this room And
You want different positions To keep your love life successful And you want a happy ending With lots of stud potential reliable and perpetual Without
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak
When I first came to town They called me the roving jewel Now they've changed their tune They call me Katy Cruel Oh diddle day, oh diddle lie o day
Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' Rawhide She rollin', rollin', rollin' Though
Oh, I can't take another heartache Though you say you're my friend I'm at my wits end You say your love is bonafide But that don't coincide With
What's a song if you can't fuck to it? I want to move deep in the gut of it And what's the right kind of behavior To qualify as someone's savior? What
Raw meat for the balcony Another mugging in tin pan alley Another heart of attack takes the centre stage You might think I'm getting cynical But after
I close my eyes A blind and cold hearted fool Last night I lost my mind And came so close to losin' you So close to losin' you Misread your smile (Misread
Raw The pictures left with me won't fade These images affect me every day 'Cause of you I feel I don't deserve The life I see in her Just don't leave
[Chorus:] Look I'm so raw Turn da oven on Cheff papa johns I get the parmesan [Verse 1:] She want ah yellow nigga Corn on the cobb Indian giver Slobb
What does it take to shut your cruel, cruel lips How could I have mistaken the kiss for a kiss? Of all the things you said to me, of all things to let
Oh, I can't take another heartache Though you say you're my friend, I'm at my wits end You say your love is bona fide But that don't coincide with the
So don't give me respect Don't give me a piece of your preciousness Flaunt all she's got in your old neighborhood I'm sure she'll make a few friends
Caught you floating on the sidewalk disconnected from the shore In the last act of devotion you said "love I've been here before" So you came for the
The queen she divides her land into three She is as cruel as she wants to be Many an hour she sits there all alone All alone, but always thinking Which
Swizzie, Monica, let's work Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce You want that, you gotta have that I know you need that, you gotta have that You want