• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Cookie Jar - Prince
• Cookie Jar - Jack Johnson
• Cookie Jar - Gym Class Heroes
• Cookie Jar - Massari
• Cookie Jar - Intwine
• Cookie Jar - Mark Mulcahy
• Cookie Jar - Iration

Jesus" & "Baby" sample in BG throughout}
Another life goes 2 the winner
Another soul goes 2 the dream
Another hell goes 2 the sinner
Don't give up no matter how tough it seems
Come and dig the power of somethin' above ya
It was there all along cuz it was made 2 love ya
It gave your flowers rain
Even though U won't play His game
U push it away but still it's pullin' 4 ya (I don't know)
CHORUS:
I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha
Put U in His cookie jar, save U 4 a rainy day
I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha
Put U in His cookie jar, save U 4 a rainy day
He might need U on the Eve Of Destruction
2 co-sign His order on that Judgment Day
Shout His name from the highest hill
The bigger the headache, the bigger the pill
Every purple mutha need 2 look His way
The funk is here 2 stay
CHORUS
(I don't know)
Another life goes 2 the winner
Another soul goes 2 the dream
Another hell goes 2 the sinner
Don't give up no matter how tough it seems
All in all, we got 2 come 2gether
And make a world that's 7 light-years better
Come on, don't be shy
So they're laughin' high
It's waiting 4 those who can storm the weather
Hey!
I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha
I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha
Put U in His cookie jar, save U 4 a rainy day (Save ya, save ya)
I say I don't know
(CHORUS)
Save ya, baby
Oh no, yeah
(CHORUS)
I.. I.. I.. oh I
Save, save, save me baby
I.. I..
I.. I.. I don't know what He'll do witcha
I.. I..
I.. I.. I.. I.. I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha
Put U in His cookie jar, save U 4 a rainy day
Baby
Save me now, baby, no!
(CHORUS)
Baby
CHORUS
(Save me baby, save me baby)
I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha {x2}
(I don't know, I.. I..)
I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha

I would turn on the TV
But it's so embarrassing
To see all the other people
I don't know what they mean
And it was magic at first
When they spoke without sound
But now this world is gonna hurt
You better turn that thing down turn it around
"Well it wasn't me", Say the boy with the gun
Sure I pulled the trigger but it needed to be done
Because life's been killin' me ever since it begun
You can't blame me 'cause I'm too young
You cant blame me, sure the killer was my son
But I didn't teach him to pull the trigger of the gun
It's the killing on his TV screen
You can't blame me, it's those images he sees
Well you can't blame me says the media man
Well I wasn't the one that came up with the plan
And I just point my camera what the people wanna see
Man it's a two way mirror and you can't blame me
"You can't blame me", Says the singer of the song
Or the maker of the movie which he based his life on
It's only entertainment and as anyone can see
It's smoke machines and make-up, man, you can't fool me
It was you it was me it was every man
We all got the blood on our hands
We only receive what we demand
And if we want hell then hell is what well have
And I would turn on the TV
But it's so embarrassing
To see all the other people
Don't even know what they mean
And it was magic at first
But let every one down
And now this world's gonna hurt

I like girls
They like me
They look so good
In they seven jeans
Want you to be the one
And my only
I want to be faithful
But I can?t keep my hands out the cookie jar
My hands, my hands, my ha uh my hands
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my hands out the cookie jar
You see I got this problem
I need help tryna solve it
Cause meeting after meeting and I?m still a cookie whore
You can hide them, I'mma find them, on the counter, in the closet
And I?ll say I ain?t do it with my face covered in chocolate
My girl be setting booby traps
To catch me eating Scooby snacks
I left crumbs in the bed once
But I told her I was through with that
She still don?t be believing me
And I guess that I?m cool with that
But I got a sweet tooth, that?ll never come loose
And the truth of the matter is
I like girls
They like me
They look so good
In they seven jeans
Want you to be the one
And my only
I want to be faithful
But I can?t keep my hands out the cookie jar
My hands, my hands, my ha uh my hands
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my hands out the cookie jar
I got a thing for Milano, Biscotti Italianos
And I never turn down some Oreos if you got them
Butter Pecan Puerto Rican
Or them Oatmeal Raisin Asians
Hazelnut Brazilians, Macadamia Caucasians,
Double stuffed or thin mint
It don?t matter you getting it
Cause I got a sweet tooth that?ll never come loose
And the fact of the matter is
I like girls
They like me
They look so good
In they seven jeans
Want you to be the one
And my only
I want to be faithful
But I can?t keep my hands out the cookie jar
My hands, my hands, my ha uh my hands
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my hands out the cookie jar
I?m a monster for these cookies
I?m a beast for they treats
An animal for they crackers
Head to feet they so damn sweet
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my ha uh my
Can?t keep my hands, my hands, my hands out the cookie jar
And there you have it haha
I tried my best
I went to cookie anonymous
I guess I?m a failure
I can?t seem to keep my damn hands out the cookie jar but
It is what it is

All Up In The Cookie jar, The Cookie Jar
She Got That SOS for score pushing from a distance, distance
Said she need a little love wanna show me all her secrets,
I know she need a place so now she's all up in the candy shop,
Hand up in the cookie jar
Lips are on the lollypop
Chocolate covered cherry strum
Berries in the whip cream
Dripping on the bed sheets,
Eat it up like ice cream
I got a body saying, I got my hands up, all up in the cookie jar, the cookie jar
All up in the cookie jar, treat it like a rock star, the cookie jar
All up in the cookie jar, treat it like a rock star
All up in the cookie jar
And now I gotta ride a breath that can feel a body shaking, shaking, cookie jar,
The way she's calling up my name, I can tell she wasn't peeking,
And now she had to switch us here, pulling up the hand cuffs,
Like a lady cup she said... better get your hands up
Wanna bring me downtown, she's gon take me for a ride
Open up the backdoor telling me to get inside,
I got a body saying, I got my hands up all up in the cookie jar, the cookie jar,
All up in the cookie jar, treat it like a rock star
The cookie jar, the cookie jar, all up in the cookie jar, treat it like a rockstar
She wanna take it back so she keep saying rewind, I'm a play it back cause you know that she's so fly,
I wanna bring it back, so she keep saying rewind, I'm a play it back cause you know that she's so fly,
I got a body saying, and now I can say it, and now we both say it,
I got my hands up all up in the cookie jar, the cookie jar, all up in the cookie jar, treat it like a rock star
The cookie jar, the cookie jar, all up in the cookie jar, treat it like a rock star
All up in the cookie jar, the cookie jar, all up in the cookie jar, treat it like a rock star,

talking to my self again.
(...)
How the hell did you get so fucking far in your life
You're as sucky ass liar, always blaming and blaming
It's always everybody else's fault
You never fucking (.../wake up?)
(Chorus)
Hey, hey, Who the hell let you in
I don’t know you, I don’t owe you nothing
Shame, shame, who do you think you are
Get your fat fingers out of my cookie jar
Talking to my self againn............
How the hell did you persuate me to sign away my life
(...)
(...)And calling and calling
Will it ever (...) sucks (...) fuck
Hey, hey! Who the hell let you in
I don’t know you, I don’t owe you nothing
Shame, shame, why are you still around
Are you walking us into the fucking ground
Hey, hey, Who the hell let you in
I don’t know you, I don’t owe you nothing
Shame, shame, who do you think you are
Get your fat fingers out of my cookie jar
(...)
Hey, hey! Who the hell let you in
I don’t know you, I don’t owe you nothing
Shame, shame, why are you still around
Are you walking us into the fucking ground
Hey, hey, Who the hell let you in
I don’t know you, I don’t owe you nothing
Shame, shame, who do you think you are

Cookie Jar
What am I gonna do?
Isn't that just jelly?
All the things I've heard
Of all the things you'll find
I wonder if you know
I wonder if you're bitter
And all that you consider
Like marmalade your mind
And the toll will bring you down real hard
'Cause your house is only made of cards
So sweetly is the dream...in the cookie jar
Everybody else...everywhere you are
Remember what you did...remember what you said
Alone and macarooned...inside your biscuit head
And the toll will bring you down real hard
'Cause your house is only made of cards
What about the jam we're in?
What about when we were friends?
I kept my cookie jar
Too high upon the shelf
Here's what I wish for you
Here's what you must do
Preserve yourself
Preserve yourself
Preserve yourself

Chorus:
You got caught with your hands in the cookie jar
caught you red handed, caught you red handed
caught you playing in the cookie jar
Shame on you (shame on you!)
(x2)
What a catastrophe
Worse than highway robbery
What happened to integrity?
you just playin' with poor people money
We put the money in the bank
and we get no thanks
Because you take it and you lend it to you friend
Now are we left with your problems
the poor people feel it again, why, why, why-oh-why?
Chorus
You mess up your savings, put away for rainy day
How can you take from them, mis-management take it away
now she can't find a cent, he just cant pay the rent
cant find work from anyone, the sign said closed by the government
Is there no one with charity, taking care of poor people business?
Oohh...
Chorus
Ignore your jacket and tie
You all tell your lie
Is there anyone... who can look them straight in the eye?
Some lose them rocks, so lose them wife
Some losing their way of life