Talk Is Cheap
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Woohoo, Woohoo
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Woohoo, Woohoo
I'm alone it's just me, and
I'm watchin TV
And I'm always oh so bored at home
I get up, I get out,
Drive my car, go out town
Keep on calling but you're never around
See my friends out tonight
Other pieces of life
At the club
Till someone starts a fight
Then we get in the car
They don't know where you are
I'm so pissed off
Always hanging around
I'm so tired
Your fire is so jealous
Restless
Relentless
That's just me.
I'm so crazy lately c'mon let it be
Don't make me beg for the things I need
You know they say
When there's a will there's a way
Lives are free
Talk is cheap
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Woohoo, Woohoo
Now were out in the street
And were sweatin the heat
And we move with the traffic and the beat
I don't care if you choke
When you light up you smoke
It's the one thing I can call my own
It's so tragic
I'm so mad and
I'm so jealous
Restless
Relentless
That's just me.
I'm so crazy lately c'mon let it be
Don't make me beg for the things I need
You know they say
When there's a will there's a way
Lives are free
Talk is cheap
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Woohoo, Woohoo
I'm so tired
Your fire is so jealous
Restless
Relentless
That's just me.
I'm so crazy lately c'mon let it be
Don't make me beg for the things I need
You know they say
When there's a will there's a way
Lives are free
Talk is cheap
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Woohoo, Woohoo
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Woohoo
Talk is cheap
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Woohoo, Woohoo
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Yeah, lives a free, and
Talk is cheap
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