Lyrics:
You're takin' him where we used to go
Now, if you're tryna break my heart
It's working 'cause you know that
That should be me holdin' your hand
That should be me makin' you laugh
That should be me, this is so sad
That should be me, that should be me
That should be me feelin' your kiss
That should be me buyin' you gifts
This is so wrong, I can't go on
'Til you believe that that should be me
I need to know, should I fight for love or disarm?
You got me drinkin', spending my money
Got my lemon pepper steppers on
Ooh, girl, you in trouble tonight
Uh, I feel like dancing (I feel like dancing)
Little mama, you turn me on (little mama, you turn me on)
Move your body right here, just a little closer next to mine, uh
Come on and cha-cha-cha with me
And I'ma cha-cha-cha with you tonight
Oh, I like it like that, she working that back
I don't know how to act, ooh-ooh-ooh
Come on and cha-cha-cha with me
And I'ma cha-cha-cha with you tonight
Oh, I like it like that, she working that back
I don't know how to act, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
It's on and poppin'
The club bouncing (ha-ha-ha-ha)
There's a party at the Pinky Ring, ooh, the hooligans, we outside
Uh, the spotlights on you now (the spotlights on you)
Let me see what you came to do (let me see what you came to do)
Girl, the dance floor is yours
And you're looking ready to set it on fire, uh
Come on and cha-cha-cha with me
And I'ma cha-cha-cha with you tonight
Oh, I like it like that, she working that back
I don't know how to act, ooh-ooh-ooh
Come on and cha-cha-cha with me
And I'ma cha-cha-cha with you tonight
Oh, I like it like that, she working that back
I don't know how to act, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
If you're ready, I'm ready, baby
We can do this all night
Let's go to the moon a little later
Hope your wings get to fly
Uh-uh-uh-uh
Come on and cha-cha-cha with me
And I'ma cha-cha-cha with you tonight
Oh, oh, I like it like that, she working that back
I don't know how to act, ooh-ooh-ooh
Come on and cha-cha-cha with me, yeah
And I'ma cha-cha-cha with you tonight, yeah
Oh, oh, I like it like that, she working that back
I don't know how to act, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Uh
Spoon-fed pluralized eyes to find the beaches in the forest
When I'm looking off the edge, I preach my gut it can't help but ignore it
I'm climbing up the walls 'cause all the shit I hear is boring
All the shit I do is boring
All these record labels boring
I don't trust these record labels I'm torn
All these people on the planet
Working 9 to 5, just to stay alive
The 9 to 5, just to stay alive
The 9 to 5, just to stay alive
The 9 to 5, just to stay alive
The 9 to 5, just to stay alive
The 9 to 5, just to stay alive
The 9 to 5, just to stay alive
All the people on the planet
Working 9 to 5 just to stay alive
How come?
I guess so
Say you can't sleep, baby, I know
That's that me, espresso
Move it up, down, left, right, oh
Switch it up like Nintendo
Say you can't sleep, baby, I know
That's that me, espresso
Holy shit
Is it that sweet? I guess so
I'm working late 'cause I'm a singer
Oh, he looks so cute wrapped 'round my finger
My twisted humor make him laugh so often
My honeybee, come and get this pollen
Too bad your ex don't do it for ya
Walked in and dream-came-trued it for ya
Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya (yes)
I know I Mountain Dew it for ya (yes)
That morning coffee, brewed it for ya (yes)
One touch and I brand-newed it for ya (stupid)
Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh
Is it that sweet?
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurse's asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens
And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
He could be working at Burger King, spittin' on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming, "I don't give a fuck"
With his windows down and his system up
So will the real Shady please stand up
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans, ya bitch
Smoking on the finest dope
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
Drank until I can't no mo'
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
Really I'm a sober soul
But I'm with the homies right now
And we ain't asking for no favors
Rush a nigga quick then laugh about it later
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
Really I'm a peacemaker
But I'm with the homies right now
And momma used to say
One day, it's gon' burn you out
One day, it's gon' burn you out, out
One day, it's gon' burn you out
One day, it's gon' burn you
I'm with the homies right now
Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota
A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda
Janky stash box when the federales roll up
Basketball shorts with the Gonzales Park odor
We on the mission for bad bitches and trouble
I hope the universe love you today
'Cause the energy we bringing sure to carry away
A flock of positive activists and fill the body with hate
If it's necessary
Bumping Jeezy first album looking distracted
Speaking language only we know, you think is an accent
The windows roll down all I see is a hand pass it
Hotboxing like George Foreman grilling the masses
Of the working world, we pulled up on a bunch of working girls
And asked them what they working with, look at me
I got the blunt in my mouth
Usually I'm drug-free, but shit I'm with the homies
Yeah, nigga, we off a pill and Remy Red
Come through and bust ya head, nigga!
You feel like God inside that gold
I found you laying down with Samson and his full head of hair
I found my black queen Cleopatra, bad dreams, Cleopatra
Remove her, send the cheetahs to the tomb
Our war is over, our queen has met her doom
No more, she lives no more serpent in her room
No more, he has killed Cleopatra, Cleopatra
Big sun coming strong through the motel blinds
Wake up to your girl for now, let's call her Cleopatra, Cleopatra
I watch you fix your hair
Then put your panties on in the mirror, Cleopatra
Then your lipstick, Cleopatra
Then your six-inch heels
Catch her
She's headed to the pyramid
She's working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Pimping in my convos
Bubbles in my champagne
Let it be some jazz playing
Top floor motel suite twisting my cigars
Floor model TV with the VCR
Got rubies in my damn chain
Whip ain't got no gas tank
But it still got wood grain
Got your girl working for me
Hit the strip and my bills paid
That keep my bills paid
Hit the strip and my bills paid
Keep a nigga bills paid
She's working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
You showed up after work I'm bathing your body
Touch you in places only I know
You're wet and you're warm just like our bathwater
Can we make love before you go
The way you say my name makes me feel like
I'm that nigga
But I'm still unemployed
You say it's big but you take it
Ride cowgirl
But your love ain't free no more, baby
But your love ain't free no more
She's working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid, that's right
Working at the pyramid tonight, yeah
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
(Air guitar)
Summer's hot but I've been cold without you
I was so wrong not to doubt your Medellin, tangerine dreams
Catch me if you can
Working on my tan
Salvatore
Dying by the hand
Of a foreign man
Happily
Calling out my name
In the summer rain
Ciao amore
Salvatore can wait
Now it's time to eat
Soft ice cream
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Cacciatore
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Limousines
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Ciao amore
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Soft ice cream
Michael brought in Don't Stop
’Til You Get Enough
And Off The Wall and Workin' Day and Night
Was the last thing he brought in
He'd been working on that because the album
Has been picking up some steam
Get on the Floor was a track that
The Brothers Johnson had been doing for
An album on an end and they
Hadn’t been molded to it so
Michael heard that and liked it
And I said "Brothers Johnson's
Are writing great stuff and
You guys should collaborate"
So that happened with that
What you doin' to me
You're taking him where we used to go
Now if you're tryna break my heart
It's working 'cause you know
That should be me, holding your hand (holding your hand)
That should be me, making you laugh (oh)
That should be me, this is so sad (this so sad)
That should be me
That should be me
That should be me (that should be me), feeling your kiss
That should be me (that should be me), buying you gifts
This is so wrong, I can't go on
'Til you believe (until you believe)
That should be me
I need to know (I need to know) should I fight (should I fight) for love (for love)
Or disarm
It's getting harder to shield (to shield)
This pain in my heart, woo, yeah-yeah
Ooh-ooh
That should be me, holding your hand
That should be me, making you laugh
That should be me (that should be me), this is so sad
That should be me (oh-ooh)
That should be me
That should be me, feeling your kiss
That should be me (that should be me), buying you gifts
This is so wrong
I can't go on
'Til you believe
That that should be me
That should be me
Holding your hand
That should be me
The one making you laugh (oh baby, oh baby, oh)
That should be me (that should be me)
That should be me
That should be me
Giving you flowers (that should be me)
That should be me
Talking for hours (I never should've let you go)
This should be me (that should be me)
Ooh, baby
That should be me
That should be me
That should be me
Just a small-town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere
A singer in a smoky room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile, they can share the night
It goes on and on, and on, and on
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlights, people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Working hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some are born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on, and on, and on
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlights, people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlights, people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on
Streetlights, people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlights, people
(Whoa, whoa)
Uh
Ay, ayy
Yeah, yeah
Been on another level since you came, no more pain
You look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face
You're in my world now, you can stay, you can stay
But you belong to me, ooh, you belong to me
If it hurts to breathe, open the window (yeah, ooh)
Oh, your mind wants to leave but you can't go (yeah, yeah, oh)
This is a happy house (yeah, a happy house)
We're happy here (we're happy here)
In a happy house
Oh this is fun (fun, fun, fun)
Fun (fun, fun, fun)
Fun (fun, fun, fun) (this is fun)
Whoa (ooh)
(Whoa, whoa)
The music got you lost
Nights pass so much quicker than the days did
Same clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift
This place will burn you up (up, up)
Baby it's okay, them my niggas next door
And they working in the trap, so get naughty if you want
So don't blame it on me that you didn't call your home, oh
Just don't blame it on me, girl, 'cause you wanted to have fun
If it hurts to breathe, open the window (ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, your mind wants to leave but you can't go (but you won't go, ohh)
This is a happy house
We're happy here
In a happy house
Oh this is (fun, fun, fun) (this is fun)
Fun (fun, fun, fun) (this is fun for me)
Fun (fun, fun, fun)
Whoa (whoa)
(Whoa, whoa)
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 707 out, uh
Bring the 707 out
Bring the 7
Two puffs for the lady who be down for that
Whatever, together
Bring your own stash of the greatest, trade it
Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Then watch us chase it
With a handful of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on some super-sized papers
She bad and her head bad
Escaping, her van is a Wonderland
And it's half-past six
Read skies 'cause time don't exist
But when the stars shine back to the crib
Superstar lines back at the crib
And we can test out the tables, uh
We got some brand new tables
All glass and it's four feet wide
But it's a must to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a handbag
I get her wetter than a Wet Nap
And no closed doors
So I listen to her moans echo
"I heard he do drugs now"
You heard wrong, I been on it for a minute
We just never act a fool
That's just how we fuckin' live it
And when we act a fool
It's probably 'cause we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that okey dokey
Them white boys know the deal
Ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O know the deal
He the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking beat
Like he fuckin' told me
"Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?"
I'm tired of life
I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and many things
I'm tired of this DJ playing your shit when he spins
Tired of not having a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin' off
I'm tired of jobs startin' off at five fifty an hour
Then this boss wonders why I'm smartin' off
Tired of being fired every time I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk
For this jerk breathing down my neck driving me berserk
I'm tired of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Builder's Square
Tired of not being a millionaire
But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand
I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on
While I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
It wouldn't be enough
'Cause I'd still be out robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss
I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poor
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store
Tired of not having a phone
Tired of not having a home
To have one in if I did have one on
Tired of not driving a BM
Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting to be him
Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM
Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum
Tired of not being on tour
Tired of fucking the same blonde whore
After work in the back of a Contour
I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns
Tired of being stared at
Tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz
Tired of people sayin' they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin' half the skill as me
Sayin' they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me"
And I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs
Tired of JLB sayin' "Where Hip-Hop Lives"
But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand
I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on
While I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
It wouldn't be enough
'Cause I'd still be out robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you (don't-don't, don't-don't)
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you (don't-don't)
Well, I'm, mine, mine, mine no matter what you do
She's long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, she belongs to me
Mojo, don't belong to you
Well, she's mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Play it once, play it once)
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
But you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Let me tell you, now)
She's long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, she belongs to me
Hands off of her, don't belong to you
Well, she's mine all mine no matter what you do
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Play it Jerry, play it)
Yeah, mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Play it, now)
Well, she's long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, unless you wanna deal with me
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do, yeah
I got my mojo working
I got my mojo working
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
I said you long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be motherfucker now
You belong to me, and my mojo working, just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
(One time, baby)
Well, I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you, yeah
Well, you're mine all mine no matter what you do
Listen to me now
I said, you're long lean and lanky, cute as you can be
Hands off of her unless you wanna deal with me
Get your hands off of her, she don't belong to you, yeah
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
Yeah, I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
(Yeah, you're damn right)
(We grew up on this mediocre shit, man)
(It's that type of material that is not good or bad)
(It's just mediocre shit, you know)
Yeah, I just walked in
Yeah, I'm good, you still working?
Tonight, right now? Did I go out?
Yeah, I went out, I went
I went to a couple of clubs
I never went to bed, shit
Wine or water
You said something about a cold drink?
It's been a hard day's night, and I been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright
You know I work all day to get you money to buy you things
And it's worth it just to hear you say you're going to give me everything
So why on earth should I moan, 'cause when I get you alone
You know I feel OK
When I'm home everything seems to be right
When I'm home feeling you holding me tight, tight
It's been a hard day's night, and I been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright, ow
So why on earth should I moan, 'cause when I get you alone
You know I feel OK
When I'm home everything seems to be right
When I'm home feeling you holding me tight, tight
It's been a hard day's night, and I been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright
You know I feel alright
You know I feel alright
Hands off of her, she belongs to me
Mojo working don't belong to you
Well, she's mine all mine no matter what you do
Play it boys, play it boys
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
But you're mine all mine no matter what you do
Let me tell you now
She's long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, she belongs to me
Hands off of her' don't belong to you
Well she's mine all mine no matter what you do
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well you're mine all mine no matter what you do
Play it Jerry, play it ........
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurse's asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens
And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
He could be working at Burger King, spittin' on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming, "I don't give a fuck"
With his windows down and his system up
So will the real Shady please stand up
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
Well, I'm working on the building
It's a true foundation
I'm holding up the blood-stained
Banner for my Lord
Well, I never get tired, tired, tired
Of working on the building
I'm going up to heaven
To get my reward, my reward
Well, I'm working on the building
It's a true foundation
I'm holding up the blood-stained
Banner for my Lord
Well, I never get tired, tired, tired
Of working on the building
I'm going up to heaven
Oh, yeah, to get my reward, my reward
Well, I'm working on the building
It's a true foundation
I'm holding up the blood-stained
Banner for my Lord
Well, I never get tired, tired, tired
Of working on the building
I'm going up to heave, oh, Lord
To get my reward, my reward
Well, I'm working on the building
It's a true foundation
I'm holding up the blood-stained
Banner for my Lord
Well, I never get tired, tired, tired
Of working on the building
I'm going up to heaven, oh, oh, Lord
To get my reward, my reward
Well, I'm working on the building
It's a true foundation
I'm holding up the blood-stained
Banner for my Lord
Well, I never get tired (I'll never get tired)
From working on the building (for my Lord)
I'm going up to heaven, oh, Lord
To get my reward
Friday night and a guy's fresh out of work
Talking 'bout the weekend, scrubbing off the dirt
Some heading home to their families, some looking to get hurt
Some going down to Stovell wearing trouble on their shirts
I work for the county out on 95
All day I hold a red flag and watch the traffic pass me by
In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little miss
Someday, mister, I'm gonna lead a better life than this
Working on the highway, laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway, all day long I don't stop
Working on the highway, blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway, working on the highway
(Woo)
I met her at a dance down at the union hall
She was standing with her brothers, back up against the wall
Sometimes we'd go walking down the Union tracks
One day I looked straight at her and she looked straight back
So I'm
Working on the highway, laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway, all day long I don't stop
Working on the highway, blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway, working on the highway
Woo
Saved up my money and I put it all away
I went to see her daddy but we didn't have much to say
"Son, can't you see that she's just a little girl
She don't know nothing about this cruel, cruel world"
We lit out down to Florida, we got along alright
One day her brothers came and got her and they took me in a black-and-white
The prosecutor kept the promise that he made on that day
And the judge got mad and he put me straight away
I wake up every morning to the work bell clang
Me and the warden go swinging on the Charlotte County road gang
I'm
Working on the highway, laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway, all day long I don't stop
Working on the highway, blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway, working on the highway
Working on the highway, laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway, all day long I don't stop
Working on the highway, blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway, working on the highway
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Alright, come on
Friday night and a guy's fresh out of work
Talking 'bout the weekend, scrubbing off the dirt
Some heading home to their families, some looking to get hurt
Some going down to Stovell wearing trouble on their shirts
I work for the county out on 95
All day I hold a red flag and watch the traffic pass me by
In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little miss
Someday, mister, I'm gonna lead a better life than this
Working on the highway, laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway, all day long I don't stop
Working on the highway, blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway, working on the highway
(Woo)
I met her at a dance down at the union hall
She was standing with her brothers, back up against the wall
Sometimes we'd go walking down the Union tracks
One day I looked straight at her and she looked straight back
So I'm
Working on the highway, laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway, all day long I don't stop
Working on the highway, blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway, working on the highway
Woo
Saved up my money and I put it all away
I went to see her daddy but we didn't have much to say
"Son, can't you see that she's just a little girl
She don't know nothing about this cruel, cruel world"
We lit out down to Florida, we got along alright
One day her brothers came and got her and they took me in a black-and-white
The prosecutor kept the promise that he made on that day
And the judge got mad and he put me straight away
I wake up every morning to the work bell clang
Me and the warden go swinging on the Charlotte County road gang
I'm
Working on the highway, laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway, all day long I don't stop
Working on the highway, blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway, working on the highway
Working on the highway, laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway, all day long I don't stop
Working on the highway, blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway, working on the highway
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Alright, come on
He gives a nervous smile, tries to understand her side
To show that he cares
She can't stay in the room
She's consumed with everything that's been going on
She says
Whatever happens, don't let go of my hand
Everything will be alright, he assures her
But she doesn't hear a word that he says
Preoccupied, she's afraid
Afraid that what they're doing is not right
He doesn't know what to say, so he prays
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever happens, don't let go of my hand (don't let go of my hand)
Whatever happens, don't let go of my hand (don't let go of my hand)
Whatever happens, don't you let go of my hand
Don't let go of my hand
Don't let go of my hand
He's working day and night, thinks he'll make her happy
Forgetting all the dreams that he had
He doesn't realize it's not the end of the world
It doesn't have to be that bad
He tries to explain, "you're what makes me happy"
Whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever happens, don't let go of my hand (don't let go of my hand)
See, whatever happens, don't let go of my hand (don't let go of my hand)
See, whatever happens, don't let go of my hand (don't let go of my hand)
See, whatever happens, don't you let go of my hand
(See don't you do it baby) don't let go of my hand
I say yeah, don't let go baby (don't let go of my hand)
See, now baby, yeah
See you (don't let go of my hand)
Don't you do it
Whatever happens, don't let go of my hand
Whatever happens, don't you go of my hand
Whatever happens, don't you let go of my hand
Don't let you go of my hand baby
Don't you, don't you let go
I say yeah
Can I get a witness baby?
Out here the nights are long, the days are lonely
I think of you and I'm working on a dream
I'm working on a dream
Now the cards I've drawn's a rough hand, darling
I straighten the back and I'm working on a dream
I'm working on a dream
Come on!
Out here the nights are long, the days are lonely
I think of you and I'm working on a dream
I'm working on a dream
Now the cards I've drawn's a rough hand, darling
I straighten the back and I'm working on a dream
I'm working on a dream
Come on!
