DO WHAT YOU GOTTA DO WITH GREG ALLMAN WRITER JIMMY WEBB Girl I can understand how it might be kinda hard to love a guy like me I don't blame you much
lid on it Don't hand me that Put a lid on it I'm all right, Jack Put a lid down on it, before somebody starts a fight. Say, every time I turn it loose you cats Come
a long long time for you In a broken down apartment house Lay a woman dying By her side a little six year old girl Who was softly crying Momma don't
the words to say. Chorus I feel your chemistry, boy watcha do to me I lose all control And when the morning comes, yeah you loved and gone Don'tcha
m on a killing spree It's the devil in me, intoxicated with brown Hennessy Beware life ain't fair and I don't care Cher braids my hair while her kids
like Sonny and Cher Too hot to trot and we just don't care Close your eyes and go to sleep That guy don't dance, tramps can't complete You a New York
fun and games 'Til someone gets hurt And I don't, I won't let that be you Now you don't wanna let go And I don't wanna let you know That there might
Bitches like where he at, they be like there he go And this verse deserve a burial Don't cry for me this ain't motha fuckin mario Yeah, and polo isn't
we all just wanna be big rockstars And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't
but I'm falling for you What should I do Should I tell my baby bye-bye Should I do exactly what I feel inside Cuz I, I don't wanna go, don't need to stay
arcade is filled with children families are walking by staring at me pre-pubescent faces are coming a little too close i don't even remember if i have
don't need that Shut down yo' circuit, watch me kid, fuckin work it Overtime rhymer, don't bite my shit, bite pirahna Fuck rock'n'roll, never catch me marryin Cher
?t boff J?te l?ai dit, j'suis mon propre fan J'ai pas de boff snare Hey boff fake Don?t bofff, bite me De toute facon meme si tu essayes T?as rien que