| Lyrics | Song | Artist/Band |
| It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside | |
| You're beautiful, thats for sure | |
| Can't wait to get home, baby dial your number | |
| I don't wanna get up baby, let's turn off the phone | |
| She's even kinda crazy 'bout my farmers tan | |
| Josie's on a vacation far away | |
| I could stay awake just to here you breathing | |
| Drop your glasses, shake your asses, face screwed up like you havin' hot flashes | |
| Never look back we say, how was I to know I miss you so | |
| And the bags are much too heavy, in my insecure condition | |
| | Lyrics | Song | Artist/Band |
| The truth is I miss lying in those arms of his | |
| Never made it as a wise man, couldn't count it as a poor man stealing | |
| Hey girl I'm waiting on ya, I'm waiting on ya | |
| Hey Mr DJ, put a record on, I wanna dance with my baby | |
| My name is Cupid Valentino, the modern day Cupid | |
| Ever since I met you girl, you've been on my brain | |
| I get no kick from champagne, where alcohol doesn't move me at all | |
| I call you when I need you, my hearts on fire | |
| I found out what I've been missing, always on the run | |
| You and me we come from different worlds, you like to laugh at me when I look at other girls | |
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