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WOW, HAVE LOVE
WHOA, BABY, WILL TRAVEL
UH HUH, UH HUH, HAVE LOVE
WOAH, BABY, WILL TRAVEL
I SAID, IF YOU NEED LOVING THEN
MM, HMM, I'LL TRAVEL

YEAH, I TRAVEL FROM MAINE TO MEXICO
JUST TO FIND A LITTLE GIRL THAT LOVES ME SO
NO MATTER WHEN, NO MATTER WHERE I'LL BE
I'M LOOKING FOR A WOMAN THAT'LL SATISFY ME
NOW PAUL IS A REAL ESTATE NOVELIST
WHO NEVER HAD TIME FOR A WIFE
AND HE'S TALKIN' WITH DAVY, WHO'S STILL IN THE NAVY
AND PROBABLY WILL BE FOR LIFE
AND THE WAITRESS IS PRACTICING POLITICS
AS THE BUSINESSMEN SLOWLY GET STONED
YES, THEY'RE SHARING A DRINK THEY CALL LONELINESS
BUT IT'S BETTER THAN DRINKIN' ALONE
IT'S HELL ON EARTH, AND THE CITY'S ON FIRE
INHALE, IN HELL, THERE'S HEAVEN
THERE'S A BULL AND A MATADOR DUELING IN THE SKY
INHALE, IN HELL, THERE'S HEAVEN
I LOVE YOU, JESUS CHRIST
JESUS CHRIST, I LOVE YOU, YES I DO
I LOVE YOU, JESUS CHRIST
JESUS CHRIST, I LOVE YOU, YES I DO
AND ON THE LAZY DAYS, THE DOGS DISSOLVE AND DRAIN AWAY
THE WORLD IT GOES AND ALWAYS WAITS
THE DAY WE ARE AWAITING
I KNOW YOU FEEL WHERE I'M COMING FROM (FROM)
REGARDLESS OF THE THINGS IN MY PAST THAT I'VE DONE (DONE)
MOST OF IT REALLY WAS FOR THE HELL OF THE FUN (THE FUN)
ON THE CAROUSEL, SO AROUND I SPUN (SPUN)
WITH NO DIRECTIONS, JUST TRYNA GET SOME (SOME)
TRYNA CHASE SKIRTS, LIVING IN THE SUMMER SUN (SUN)
THIS IS HOW I LOST MORE THAN I HAD EVER WON (WON)
AND HONESTLY, I ENDED UP WITH NONE
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BY THE RIVERS OF BABYLON
THERE WE SAT DOWN
YEAH, WE WEPT
WHEN WE REMEMBERED ZION
BY THE RIVERS OF BABYLON
THERE WE SAT DOWN
YEAH, WE WEPT
WHEN WE REMEMBERED ZION
MAN ON A MISSION, DISMISSING BITCHES THAT AIN'T SUBMISSIVE
I'M CUTTING MY TIES TO COUNT UP LIKE A MATH TEST
AND THAT BITCH LOOK GOOD IN A BLACK DRESS
SIPPING ON A GUCCI ON MY BED LIKE A MATTRESS
I LIE TWO-FACED LIKE AN ACTRESS
DIGI FACES IN MY BANK, NO CASH, YEAH
I'M NOT A RAPPER, I'M STACKING CASH JUST LIKE A RAPPER THOUGH
LEAVE A BITCH DEAD LIKE THEY'RE LAYING IN THE CATACOMBS
MAN ON A MISSION, DISMISSING BITCHES THAT AIN'T SUBMISSIVE
I'M CUTTING MY TIES TO COUNT UP LIKE A MATH TEST
AND THAT BITCH LOOK GOOD IN A BLACK DRESS
SIPPING ON A GUCCI ON MY BED LIKE A MATTRESS
I LIE TWO-FACED LIKE AN ACTRESS
DIGI FACES IN MY BANK, NO CASH, YEAH
I'M NOT A RAPPER, I'M STACKING CASH JUST LIKE A RAPPER THOUGH
LEAVE A BITCH DEAD LIKE THEY'RE LAYING IN THE CATACOMBS