Tekster:
Boy George Work On Me Baby

Can't you see what I need? Work on me baby Work on me baby I do it better when I'm under pressure Work on me baby Work on me baby Some boys are devils

work We've got the right to love Yes we got the right Don't put the blame on me I won't tell you no lies Don't put the blame on me Got no time for compromise

? Yeah, going ? they like you then they hate you, going ? Going ? sweeter and the simpler Who got the juice nigger ? ? nigger, work, work, work, work, work

lights, fuck Max on the latest routes Used to close my eyes try to fade it out Dumb niggas in the hood think I made it out Man that showed me just where they mental at And tell me

on the tall blonde wooden benches in a grand station aglow with grace and then standing out on the platform and feeling the air on my face give back

' me Some look like they too old for me TVs hangin' appropriately [Milwaukee Black verse 3] Its major way baby, see I told you was gon' luv me When

famous people from tha bricks baby better do your homework and check it out, ya know. I love tha bricks yo, ya ask me on a nice day you can shine your

lights, fuck Max on the latest routes Used to close my eyes try to fade it out Dumb niggas in the hood think I made it out Man that showed me just where they mental at And tell me

and I kept on But now you upset because your boys got stepped on If you were as smart as you claim to be And had beef muthafucker you should've came to me