I kept on searching Sure in time our eyes would meet Like the bridge is on fire The hurt is over, one touch and you set me free No, I don't regret a
AUTHOR: Sage Francis Chorus Verse One: Who wants to play a game? / Game Boy / Boy George / George Bush / Bush pie / Pie plate / Plate Tectonics / Catch
's cut the crap, money, I've been gettin' this rap money Crack money, stack money, I'm tryin' to get that Shaq money That Mike Tyson, Michael Jordan, Michael
"Hi George, meet my fiancee" Young Guns, Having some fun Crazy ladies keep 'em on the run. Wise guys realize there's danger in emotional ties. See me, single and free
face, Brush shoulders with the stars. Where strangers take you by the hand, And welcome you to wonderland - From beneath their panamas... Chorus: Club tropicana, drinks are free
So you want to be free? To live your life the way you want to be Will you give if we cry Will we live or will we die? Tainted hearts heal with time Shoot
take more than he will give He ain't hardly gonna give The greed of man will be Far away from me And my soul will be free They won't go when I go Since
I would lock you up But I could not bear to hear you Screaming to be set free I would chain you up If I'd thought you'd swear The only one that mattered
she'd never let show she was lonely in case it had frightened me she was carpet and stone, independent, alone but this love always shone around me every time, oh waltz away dreaming till your day begins again free
home a week, but already gettin paid black My homeboys fiendin for that dank, I mean that chronic sack Bags, hella bitch, but ain't a damn thing for free
cut the crap, money I've been gettin' this rap money Crack money, stack money, I'm tryin' to get that Shaq money That Mike Tyson, Michael Jordan, Michael
So you want To be free To live your life the way you wanna be Will we give If we try Will we live or will we die Tainted hearts heal with time shoot
(shit) Who's the man (y'all feeling this out there) Who's the man (you better recognize) Verse One: Ed Lover POOOW! Look who stepped up the back kid Not Michael
(feat. George Michael) George: Don't kiss me, darling I want you to hear the things I say I loved you in my way But you know I'm gonna leave you Mutya
(feat. George Michael) (Simon Climie, Dennis Morgan) Like a warrior that fights And wins the battle I know the taste of victory Though i went through
them contracts no joke Can't ask Sammy Davis Jr., bout dying flat broke Don't take a rope to hang yourself, this game can be deadly Ask South Park Mexican, Michael
crap, money I've been gettin' this rap money Crack money, stack money, I'm tryin' to get that Shaq money That Mike Tyson, Michael Jordan, Michael Jack