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What a crew we made up there was faustus
Burnt out from playing too many bars, on a jersey shore
And sammy, almost bald from ironing her hair too
to blame?) What his name?
(We know his name, his name is.)
Mister Booze, Mister Booze, Mister be	, double O, Z, E,
Don't ever choose, any game you play with
in your heart
So many things I want to tell you
I think that I should start by saying yo

I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from
Mama's dead, never again would she hold my hand
Never again to hear her call my name
How I miss it much more than I show, I miss it, oh

My
Mama's dead, never again would she hold my hand
Never again to hear her call my name
How I miss it much more than I show, I miss it, oh

My
it could ever have hurted her

Sometimes I wonder what's going on in the mind of Miss X
Sometimes I wonder what's going on in the mind of Miss X
Excuse me miss
But what's your name?
Where are you from and can I come?
And possibly can I take you out tonight?
To a movie, to the park
I'll have you home
Once upon a lover of mine

I need her
Oh my senorita
Love was so much sweeter
With you in my life
God knows that I miss her
Her name I still
with me with me
Put your hands up, lets get this money money
And smile for the camera

Speaking of rising I'm whats next
And do I feel entitled to your
you
I think that I should start by saying Yo

I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game
Met a girl by the name of Miss Fortune
Her daddy was a very rich man
He told me, "Son, proceed with caution"
If you wanna take my little girl's
that I should start by saying yo

I don't know your name, but excuse me, miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game proper
Spit it
Your moms'll save this like your name is Sammy Davis
'Cause I'm guaranteed to rock the microphone
And hit you like ?
I don't gotta bald head
But I'm
She makes me
Forget my name
She makes me
Forget my name

Little miss evil got a way with people
She's got them under her thumb, wrapped around her
Sammy 
We'e hanging in the park 
(his science is strong) 
There' plants and birds 
(mysterioso!) 
And rocks and things we 
Best be home by dark
bounce with her, puff a ounce with her, not wise, not with
Papi chill, get sloppy, get killed by 
Blood streams the guillotine f'real, yeah 
Pop bottles
of di compact disc
And when mi have a stain wash it out with whisk
Mi voice a-fi clean, mi mic a-fi crisp
Mi motherland is what I miss
Dem youth round mi
Kathy Ray, 
She'd been given her name by a certain gentlemen way
Back in the day, 
When she did her auditioning to be one of Ray Charles' girls.
She broke her leg and needed shooting 
I swear it hurt me more than it hurt her 
 
Sometimes I wonder what's going on with Miss X 
How much, how
It might as well rain 'cause nobody came
Jesse left so fast the baby got no name
Lilly Pearl, what'cha gonna name your baby?
Lilly Pearl, what
power of speech
When the one thing you want
Is the only thing out of your reach

High in her tower she sits by the hour
Maintaining her hair
Blithe
should start by saying yo

I don't know your name but excuse me miss
I saw you from across the room

I got to give her game proper
Spit it so she get
disaster
Strange nights were burning
In the furnace of her dreams
A name was uttered, Lilith
Mistress, playmate, master
Such sights were stolen in
What else my doors kick off the hedges
Somebody just fill they Christmas list
Off me and the family
And damn I just miss them
Felt like I've been
Conversation is going 'round
People talking 'bout the girl who's come to town
Lovely lady pretty as can be
No one knows her name she's just