The whole night nightx5
the whole, tell me i need to know,
where do you wanna go,
cuz if ya don't,
i'll take it slow,
make you lose controll,
baby would you like,
to spend the night,
the whole night,
and maybe if you play it right,
you can be my guy
the whole night night night,
do you mind if i,
the whole night night,
the whole night night,
would you mind if i,
the whole night night
do you mind if i take you home tonight,
stay another day,
if that's ok,
tell me baby,
would you mind if i take you home with me,
where no one can see,
so don't be shy,
baby baby x2
Baby,
i like your style,
so lets get it on,
cause if we touch,
i can get enough,
i'm falling for youu,
Honey would you like,
to make up tonight,
the whole night,
and baby,
if you play it right,
you can be all mine
do you mind if i take you home tonght,stay another
day,if that's ok,
tell me baby,
would you mind if i take you homw with me,where no one
can see,so don't be shy,baby baby x2
the whole night night,
do you mind if i,
the whole night night night,
the whole night night night,
would you mind if i,
the whole night night,
the whole the whole,
baby, hhoney, bbaby, baby, hohohoney, bbaby,
baby would you like,
to make love tonight,
the whole night,
and baby if you play it right,
you can be all mine, you could be all mine, you could
be all mine, you could be all mine, you could be all
mine, you could be all mine, you could be all mine, you

Grass and Pernod
you just laugh and let go
fill up her glass and her Soul
that night she had this magical glow
and she was dancin' like "Wow!"
Ev'ry night she gets advances - I know
these can't be the last chances I blow
I wonder if she fancies my flow
and if I get her number will she answer my calls?
This sounds like classical prose
romances - I'm told - require passion and growth
or else they turn out all nasty and grose
just keep the shit real like mic blastin' at shows
Another glass of Pernod
we listening to Jazzmatazz at her home
the rest of the house sleeping - we blastin' Hydro
your hand on my head
that's the last thing I know
CHORUS:
Waking up, hoping you were there (hoping you were
there)
Sweet scent floating thru the air
Waking up, hoping you were there (hoping you were
there)
Sweet scent floating thru the air
It used to be all one-night-stands
looking for fast kicks
girlfriends - had my ass kicked by the last six
been hangin' with this girl for the past weeks
a beautiful mind and some beautiful ass cheeks
first we got along fantastic
we're told our thing together is a classic
at first the feeling was massive
but then the situation started turning drastic
It's cruel - and e v'ryone knows it's true
you always hurt the one that you closest to
Love make a patient man blow his fuse
but for violent beh aviour there's no excuse
You're my muse - evere since making out in the cab
then we met again - this time it's you, me and Pab
I'm really glad - we're both pretty mad
you my colgate soulmate when I'm feeling sad
CHORUS
We talked about literature - the last book you bought
I wanted to unhook your bra
but I didn't afraid I might've shook you off
but you're not the chicken that I took you for
it's hardcore - can she really be so kind
I close the door - ohmigod - she's so fine
count to four - and indeed you'll find
that you need your time
until you breathe alright
I can't sleep - I think I'm gonna read all night
I can't concentrate - I feel I can't read or write
hope she falls asleep thinkin that he's alright
I promise I'm gonna buy you that Dedolight
It's like Me-Oh-My
I feel so fine
I'm on the train to thee 0-9
to see my muse - I want her to be all mine
it's that real time, real life peace of mind

You can ask a man what
he's accused of or convincted of
but never what he done
Just when you think that you've
been able to turn your life around
before you know it
you're back to square one
My intentions are dubious
like those of Senor Rubio's in 19-20
against Venustiano Carranza
!Viva Ortiz! nia Mortiis
with the Pick, the Shovel and the Sickle
fuck Mr. Pickle swerving around
with the singular testical
I'm the man with the 88 methods like Tical
and I'm biblical
like Samson, Delilah and Deborah
mathematical like
trigononometry and algebra et cetera
that's enough boastin' for one stanza
extravaganza
try and be brooklynesque
like Tony Danza
but you end up balding and
neurotic like George Costanza
with Jerry Seinfeld
and Kramer
the only reason you date her
is so that you could blame her of fornicating,
dating others
flirting, inserting words in the mouths of your
brothers
youse a jealous fucker, aintcha?
well, try and grow up
I had invisible paint
I'd paintcha
and then throw up on ya and then go all out
I'd love to see you
shit those pants and then stall out
Toxoplasmosis,
stone tablets down the mountain like Moses, bring the
tanks and the hoses,
I'll bring the pressure like osmosis, flowerbed
dapphodils and roses
head exploded
unable to make out ears from noses - it's all a mess,
ohmigod
god bless goes the preacher
remindin' you of your Sunday School teacher
or some other morbid creature
you know you never were able to feature
all the traits of a Good Christian
reach-uppity-reacher
I'll meet you down the road
seat you down the road on a couch, ya potato
youse a lemonhead like Kato Kaelin
mailing digitized evidence
to the prosecution witnesses
die lonely like Van Gogh and go Mandrill with the Mango
Meat/meet
me Just Outside of Town,
your skin colour's just inside of black
but just outside of brown almost indjan, deep, exotic
like the Pacific Ocean
what I mean is like