| Opening Line | Song |
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| Gotta find a way, yeah I can't wait another day | |
| My baby gimme high temperature, my baby gimme high temperature | |
| Jesus is on the mainline, tell him what you want | |
| You breath I breath you in, I like a lot where you've been | |
| Boo-yeah, there's a place in the way out-is sphere | |
| Mih goin, mih goin dimm mon ya Ma dick see a no-ah, mih goin dimm mon ya | |
| All the way back in history, how a girl thinks is a mistery | |
| You're talking 'bout your woman, I wish to God man that you could see mine | |
| Ruby red her lips were on fire, do me with a kiss if you please | |
| I never thought a first time love would ever last, how could a kiss like that knock me flat on my ass? | |
| Ladies and gentlemen, step right up, let's go see the elephant | |
| I had a friend who spoke of fate and he, knew of another place in space and time | |
| You gotta move, you gotta move, you gotta move, you gotta move | |
| Well I'm ready, ready as anybody can be | |
| Well I looked way down that lonesome road, well I looked way down that lonesome road | |
| I sold my soul for a one night stand, I followed Alice into Wonderland | |
| When winter hearts turn summer pink, in half the time it takes to blink | |
| I made a wish upon a four leaf clover, the symbols in my head said come on over | |
| Oh when you cross that line, that you know you can't erase | |
| I got a wild thing for you, we're talking hoops you got me jumpin' through | |
| You gave up the love you got and that is that | |
| Hey, j-j-jaded, you've got your mama's style but you're yesterday's child to me | |
| You're a no good heartbreaker, you're a liar, you're a cheat | |
| Sweet Susie Q, she was a rebel, no angel wings, more like the devil | |
| Behind the walls of my temptation, that's when it all began | |
| I was a city boy, caught up in a city way | |
| Spiderman, Spiderman, does whatever a spider can | |
| Totally out of control, she owns me | |
| Baby, please stop messin' 'round, you're messin' 'round all the time | |
| Shame, shame, shame on you Miss Roxy | |
| Baby, please don't go, baby, please don't go | |
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