Lyrics:
Woke up this morning the border was burning my mind
Things that I seen that I couldn't be leaving behind me
Down in this hole in the ground there ain't nothing to see
But down in Michoacan, paradise waits for me
North of the border the bodies are bought and they're sold, boy
Me and a brother was caught turning green into gold
I'm gonna pay for my crime 'til the day that I'm free
But down in Michoacan, paradise waits for me
A rusty car rode across the border, I was inside
I had two dogs, my red guitar and my teenage bride
We took a look at a shot in the dark and we found a home
Where the flowers bloom in Michoacan
A rusty car rode across the border, I was inside
I had two dogs, my red guitar and my teenage bride
I'm gonna clean up my act and go back to where I belong
Where the flowers bloom in Michoacan
She's got cold black eyes
And jet black Hair
And creamy white thighs
and see through black crotchless underwear
That girl is trouble
She's got everything from A to Z
That girl is trouble with a capital T
There ain't nothing she never tried before
She use to sell out love from door to door
Well that girl is trouble and that hurts your back
You can tell by the scratches up and down her back
so everyone said she ought to clean up her act
I hate to burst your bubble that girl is trouble
She's started everyone from A to Z
That girl is trouble to the tenth degree
There ain't nothing she tried before
That's because she use to be a truck stop whore
That girl is trouble and that's a fact
You can tell by the scratches up and down her back
So everyone tells me she ought to clean up her act
I hate to burst your bubble that girl is trouble
Well that girl is trouble and that's a fact
You can tell by the scratches up and down her back
So everyone said she ought to clean up her act
I hate to burst your bubble that girl is trouble
Troubleeeee
Not long I was a fool for you
But even quicker was the way I found the truth
It was rude
Getting higher on your heroine
There'll be no hero when your story ends I know
So I'll go
I won't come back, baby, won't come back
I hope you clean up, baby, clean up your act
I won't come back, baby, won't come back
I'm not coming back, baby, ain't coming back
You think I'm coming home to you
But I remember all the things that you used to do
Shit ain't cool
I'm stronger than I used to be
I remember how you used to be so mean
When you drink
I won't come back, baby, won't come back
I hope you clean up, baby, clean up your act
I won't come back, baby, won't come back
I'm not coming back, baby, ain't coming back
You used to do skincare, but now you do swimwear
Your ex-roommate got a condo that's downtown
But she got no furniture in the crib, I been there
Checkmate, even though you hate that I even check her
I'll still get an E for effort
Only time I play the back and forth is Aaliyah record
If I let you talk first, then nobody is speakin' second
Fluent in passive aggression, that's why you actin' dismissive
Hearin' me out for once would require you actually listen, damn (damn)
The boy is back, I never turned my back
I just lapped 'em, so now all that they see is my back
Say that then, Maybach Benz with me in the back
When I was in Acura, I still couldn't clean up my act
Whenever I tell the truth, you feel like you bein' attacked
But that come with bein' attached, so how 'bout we leave it at that?
I have an issue
Eat a piece of pie
Then I cry
There's no way around it
Wish I could see me
From somebodies eyes
I'd be fine
And maybe I would like my physique
Not worry about what I eat
Say damn I look good in these jeans
It's a fight
With my mind
And I and I
And I lose every time
I act like I break even
And I bet that they believe it
Can't fight the way I
Purge
Cheat
Scream
And then I repeat
It's selfish
So compulsive
Can't help it
I know that im hard on me
This cycle i've been in for too long
Self-deprecation is the theme song
Dramatic
Overreacting
I'm a manic
But i'm a good actress
Don't panic
No harm done
Just because im a mess doesn't mean I have to clean up
I act like I break even
And I bet that they believe it
Can't fight the way I
Purge
Cheat
Scream
And then I repeat
I act like I break even
And I bet that they believe it
Can't fight the way I
Purge
Cheat
Scream
And then I repeat
It's only on the weekends
That I crawl out of the deep end
Forget the urge to
Purge
Cheat
Scream
But then I repeat
I act like I break even
And I bet that they believe it
Can't fight the way I
Purge
Cheat
Scream
And then I repeat
I act like I break even
And I bet that they believe it
Can't fight the way I
Purge
Cheat
Scream
And then I repeat
He's been my friend since 99
But since 1999 he's been drinking moonshine
He's got a habit
He's gotta to have it
It's keeping him sane
Nothing more to explain
I'll take coke, I'll take smack
I'll take Xanax, I'll take crack
I take alcohol to get back
Whatever takes me back
Back on track
Yeah, whatever takes me back
He's mr Excuse married to mrs Booze
Always have a reason to abuse
He's got bills he can't pay
But with pills it's okay
So he makes it through the day
Tomorrow, yeah, tomorrow
I get my shit together and I
Clean up my act
Tomorrow, yeah, tomorrow
I get my shit together and I
I stay on track
But someday, someday
Someday, someday
Tomorrow will come
But someday, someday
Someday, my friend
Tomorrow will come
He quit 99 times, but those 99 times
Doesn't mean that he stopped
He's not a bailer
He's not a failure
Who cares what you think
He'll continue to drink
I'll take coke, I'll take smack
I'll take Xanax, I'll take crack
I take alcohol to get back
Whatever takes me back
Back on track
Yeah, whatever takes me back
He's mr Excuse married to mrs Booze
Always have a reason to abuse
You say you can't stay
So you walked away
Now you run like a stray
You say
Tomorrow, yeah, tomorrow
I get my shit together and I
Clean up my act
Tomorrow, yeah, tomorrow
I get my shit together and I
I stay on track
But someday, someday
Someday, someday
Tomorrow will come
But someday, someday
Someday, my friend
Tomorrow will come
My dear Jim
Tomorrow,
Yeah tomorrow
Tomorrow,
Not today
Tomorrow,
Yeah tomorrow
Tomorrow, yeah, tomorrow
I get my shit together and I
Clean up my act
Tomorrow, yeah, tomorrow
I get my shit together and I
I stay on track
But someday, someday
Someday, someday
Tomorrow will come
But someday, someday
Someday, my friend
Tomorrow will come
So I bought a hundred dollars worth of groceries
'Cause I thought I'd clean up my act
But I haven't felt like cooking much lately
Or at all as a matter of fact
And I've got bad produce
Bad produce in your place
Bad produce
Bad produce what a waste
So I thought I'd go out on the town
Maybe meet a new acquaintance
But I'm having trouble letting my hair down
And there's no one new to meet
Let's face it I'm bored
What the hell for?
You didn't think I had a clue
But all this time, I really knew
Now all my days are colored blue
Just know that I won't follow you
It's not what you say, it's what you do
Just know that I won't follow you
And if you really need to go
Oh baby please don't slam the door
And if you go, you better go slow
Oh baby please don't slam the door
And if it's true we're really through
Just know that I won't follow you
Baby close the door
If you're saying we're no more
And if you want it back
I swear I'll clean up my act
Baby close the door
If you're saying we're no more
And if you want it back
I swear I'll clean up my act
Just gotta get this off my chest
You ain't no better than the rest
You know I tell you all the time
The strings you pull just cross the line
Pay no mind, pay no mind
Pay no mind, pay no mind
Pay no mind, pay no mind
I guess you really were not mine
Baby close the door
If you're saying we're no more
And if you want it back
I swear I'll clean up my act
Baby close the door
If you're saying we're no more
And if you want it back
I swear I'll clean up my act
Baby, close the door
CLEAN UP YOUR ACT
YOU TELL ME THAT EVERYDAY
WELL YOU SHOULD TAKE A LOOK AT YOUR OWN SELF
BEFORE YOU START JUDGING ME
BECAUSE AT LEAST I TRY TO KEEP MY HEAD STRAIGHT
AND BE LOYAL TO MY FRIENDS
THAT'S THE LEAST I CAN SAY FOR YOU
WHEN THE BACKSTABBING BEGINS
YOU GO TO YOUR COCKTAIL PARTIES
AND YOU GET FUCKED UP
THEN YOU GO UPSTAIRS AND YOU CHEAT ON YOUR WIFE
IT'S A FUCKING SOCIAL CIRCUS
LIKE LYING TO YOUR FRIENDS
THEN YOU TRY AND TELL ME TO CLEAN UP MY ACT AGAIN
CLEAN UP MY ACT
I DON'T THINK I SEE IT THAT WAY
BECAUSE I HAVE MY OWN VIEWS ON EVERYTHING
AND AT LEAST I TRY TO KEEP MY HEAD STRAIGHT
AND BE LOYAL TO MY FRIENDS
THAT'S THE LEAST I CAN SAY FOR YOU
WHEN THE BACKSTABBING BEGINS"
I fell asleep
Hours and hours and hours ago
And when I woke up
You were lying red in the bathwater
Thoughts are scraping the interstate
Brake lights flash to white reverse
Enter a room of died cries
From a bird's eye view
The rain was red that night
I fell asleep
Hours and hours and hours ago
And when I woke up
You were lying red in the bathwater
I fell asleep
Hours and hours and hours ago
And when I woke up
You were lying there
Here's the story of
The broom and the butler
Said the janitor to the floor
Mind-sweeper
Grim Reaper
Clean up your act
Here's the story of the broom and the butler
Said the groom to his mother
Blind seeker
Something deeper
Clean up your Act I Act II intermission
Well
I fell asleep
Hours and hours and hours ago
And when I woke up
You were lying red in the bathwater
I fell asleep
Hours and hours and hours ago
And when I woke up
You were lying red in the bathwater
Red in the bathwater
I'm trying so hard, to clean up my Fucking act, I have a masters degree.
Unbelievable, I’m blown away, it’s true
By the matchless love that I’ve found in You
Undeniable, the change in me
I’ve never felt so free
It makes me want to dance
You make me want to dance
When I think about how
You love me, You love me
You love me just the way I am
You love me, You love me
You love me just the way
Just the way I am
Ever patiently accepting me
You love in spite of everything I do
But, oh, so faithfully You’re committed
To the process that makes me like You
And I feel like I can dance
Oh, You make me want to dance
When I think about how
Not when I’m good enough
Not when I clean my act up
Not when I cross that line the thousandth time
And become a better man
Your grace is more than enough
To cover all my sins You washed them away
So right here today
You love me just the way I am
Baby I'm having my way
I'm really good on my own
See I'm a movement by myself
But I think that you can help me grow
Baby I know I'm not perfect
I got too many damn vices
I'm doing shit that's not worth it
I know we always fighting but I'm
Asking
Baby if I clean up my act
And I let go of the past
Would you give the boy a chance
I'm just
Asking
You know it ain't no pressure I'm just
Asking
I'm takin'
Chances
Girl you can have it your way
Even at my expense
See I cannot be reimbursed
For all the time that I'm goin spend
Focusing on your wants
Catering to your needs
See you can't put a price on that
You know I'll do that shit for free I'm just
Asking
Baby if I clean up my act
And I let go of the past
Would you give the boy a chance
I'm just
Asking
You know it ain't no pressure I'm just
Asking
I'm takin'
Chances
Me & you could take our time
We don't even gotta one night it
We might not be for life
But that don't mean it ain't worth trying
Promise I won't waste your time
Promise I won't cross the line
I swear that I won't kill the vibe because
Baby you know...
It'll open your eyes and stop you in your tracks
So I threw away my last cigarette
Get it right this time, I'll clean up my act
That's a hard cold fact
Some days I feel alright
Some days I can't wait until it's night
Sometimes you gotta face the light
Get back in the ring, put on your gloves and fight
I think it's gonna take some time
To find a way to ease my mind
I'm gonna take a long way back home
I'm gonna take the long way back home
Oh, back home
So many things I ain't done yet
So many things I've done that I forget
I just need a place to rest my head
Some days I feel alright
Some days I can't wait until it's night
Some days you gotta face the light
Get back in the ring, put on your gloves and fight
I think it's gonna take some time
To find a way to ease my mind
I'm gonna take the long way back home
Some days I feel alright
Some days I can't wait until it's night
Some days you gotta face the light
Get back in the ring, put on your gloves and fight
I think it's gonna take some time
To find a way to ease my mind
I'm gonna take the long way back home
So I'm gonna take the long way back home
So I'm gonna take the long way back home
So I'm gonna take the long way back home
Back home
I try to make the best of a bad situation
Always gave too much; you never gave in return
Never could convince you to meet your obligations
Guess it took me walking out before you could learn
Now you wonder why I've changed
And if any love remains
You try to make it right with all your hugs and kisses
But you just can't understand
A man needs more from his woman
It's not just money but the honey that is mining
[Chorus]
If you ask if I still love you
Then I'd have to say I do
If you ask why am I leaving
I'd say what am I supposed to do
What's the point in holding on if you keep on doing wrong
Love don't make no sense
Monday to Friday, 9 to 5 while I'm working
Sunday to Sunday all day you're on your back
Day-in day-out I'm putting food on the table
You could at least have tried to clean up your act
Well I've given you that chance
Now I'm making other plans
I'd be better off if I was on my own
So don't you try to change my mind
You're out of luck and out of time
So find some fool who's cool with that because I'm gone
[Chorus]
It's a shame, but I can't remember
The last time you held a job
It's up to me to pay the bills
Baby I work damn hard
You don't think of nothing else but what you need
You don't except responsibility
[Chorus: x2]
If you ask if I still love you
Then I'd have to say I do
If you ask why am I leaving
I'd say what am I supposed to do
What's the point in holding on if you keep on doing wrong
What's the bottom line?
I can't make up my mind
Can't even make up my bed
Yeah, I should clean up my act
But first I'll clean out my head
My books are on the shelf
I don't apply myself
You always check up on me
Well, check yourself, oh
Paper dolls
Here for the folding
Schools like malls
That all are closing
Afraid to dance
Don't talk to strangers
Avoid romance
Read what the sign says
Parental guidance is advised
Another one of us survives
Blah blah blah blah
Feels so good to be alive
Blah blah blah
Yeah, life was easier at five
Blah blah blah
Feels so good to be alive
Blah blah blah
Yeah, life was easier at five
But as bad as it is at my school
Yeah, as bad as it is
It's still my school
At five
What was I thinking?
All my time is spent on overtime
All that money buys is your next friend
Now with all the things but company
Lost in a crowd without a word to say
Listen to my need
Lets get it on ( Hey )
The future together ( Mention )
I'd rather be alone
Well I jingle my change that's all I've got
An empty bank balance that ain't worth much
My shoes are through
I've spent the rent
I end up lending money from my new best friend
All my time is spent on overtime
All that money buys is your next friend
Now with all the things but company
Lost in a crowd without a word or someone
Who will say nothing
Who says it all ( Someone )
A future together ( Mention )
I'd rather be alone
I pay tax
I can't relax
And every other day I wanna hit the sack
A weekend of that
I'm breaking my back
And can't afford to pay doctor Anthony Quack
Now I clean up my act
I clean up my name
I'm a much harder working I'm one hell of a catch
I jingle my change this all I've got
An empty bank balance that ain't worth much
All my time is spent on overtime
All that money buys is your next friend
Now with all the things but company
Lost in a crowd without a word to say
Listen to money ( Hey )
Lets get it on ( Hey )
The future together ( Mention )
I'd rather be alone
Now now
Who will say nothing ( Someone )
Who says it all ( Someone )
Lets spend some money ( Hey )
Lets spend some money
Lets spend it all
I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
Milli point two just to hurt you, ah
All red Lamb' just to tease you, ah
None of these toys on lease too, ah
Made your whole year in a week too, yeah
Main bitch outta your league too, ah
Side bitch out of your league too, ah
House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah
You talkin' money, need a hearing aid
You talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the shade
Switch up my style, I take any lane
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
Look what you've done
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Look what you've done
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah
Coming for the king, that's a far cry, ah
I come alive in the fall time, I
The competition, I don't really listen
I'm in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition
House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah
You talkin' money, need a hearing aid
You talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the shade
Switch up my style, I take any lane
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
Look what you've done
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Look what you've done
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Let a nigga brag Pitt
Legend of the fall, took the year like a bandit
Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon
Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan
Girls get loose when they hear this song
A hundred on the dash get me close to God
We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars
House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah
You talkin' money, need a hearing aid
You talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the shade
Switch up my style, I take any lane
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
Look what you've done
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Look what you've done
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Look what you've done
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Look what you've done
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Blood on your hands
I give into your demands
A nightmare of a romance
You're bad news
But I keep wanting it
All day
All night
I'm in love with the
Sickness
I haven't
Been the same since
Bait on
A string
Dig your hooks
Into me
Cause you are
Too hard to quit
You know that
I can't resist
Blood on your hands
I give into your demands
A nightmare of a romance
You're good but so bad
I love the
Blood on your hands
Hope you don't
Clean up your act
I'll let you
Take one more stab
You're good but so bad
The taste on
Your lips
Shocking my system
Toxic
Going over the limit
I can't get
Enough of this
Take me
I'm yours
Hunt me like prey
Carnivore
I'm another casualty
A count on
Your killing spree
Blood on your hands
I give into your demands
A nightmare of a romance
You're good but so bad
I love the
Blood on your hands
Hope you don't
Clean up your act
I'll let you
Take one more stab
You're good but so bad
I love the blood
I love the blood
I love the blood
I love the blood
When seduction calls
I rush
I know you're dangerous
Hoping my time is up
I'm not denying you
I'm kneeling
Begging to become
Your latest sin
So dig your nails along my back
Until you break my skin
I love the
Blood on your hands
I give into your demands
A nightmare of a romance
You're good but so bad
I love the
Blood on your hands
Hope you don't
Clean up your act
I'll let you
Take one more stab
(You're good but so bad)
I love the blood
I love the blood
I love the blood
I love the blood
I love the blood
Everybody bogey
Dig that bogey beat
Man that bogey rhythm
Smells so clean and sweet
Everybody bogey
Bogey on to the street
Without bogey music
Life is incomplete
Without bogey music
Life is incomplete
Everybody bogey
Dig that bogey beat
If you little bogeys
Want to sing along
Clean your bogey act up
And learn the bogey song
Without bogey music
Life is incomplete
Without bogey music
Life is incomplete
Bogey music, bogey music
Bogey music, bogey music
Alright, here we are now
Tonight in bogey land
Bogey music, bogey music
Well, when the younger bogeys
Here that bogey sound
Every little bogey
Got to bogey down
Bogey man bogey
Bogey man bogey
Bogey man bogey on down
Bogey music, bogey music, bogey music
Bogey music, bogey music, bogey music
Bogey music, bogey man bogey on down
Bogey music
All you little bogeys
I want you to sing along
Clean your bogey act up
And learn the bogey song
Without bogey music
Life is incomplete
You know, it is suckers
Bogey music, bogey music
Bogey music, bogey music
I feel like a black republican, money keep comin' in
Can't turn my back on the hood, I got love for them
Can't clean my act up for good, too much thug in 'em
Probably in the back in the hood, I fuck it then
I feel like a black militant takin' over the government
Can't turn my back on the hood, too much love for them
Can't clean my act up for good, too much thug in 'em
Probably end up back in the hood, I'm like fuck it then
I'm gonna clean the house
I'm gonna fix that fence
In my final hours, I'm gonna tie up these loose ends
I be in a pirate's cove
Nigga this a gas lit stove
Hot Wheels, yea, I'm on a roll
I'm on a roll
Gotta clean up my act
Yea, this shit right from the soul
Getting it 'soon as I go
'Soon as I go
Gotta clean up my act
Leaving it right at the store for the ho
Mayday, Mayday
Got a flood in my boat
Mayday, Payday
I'm gon' pull up right now with no say-say
Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em
She came this way
Niggas faking on they head like a toupee
Matter fact, matter fact, I be cooling
Girl, stop the fooling
Call me mechanic the way i be tooling (Let's go)
I got a GPS man to keep track of the fakes
They claiming they heroes but I be the one with the cape
They bringing they spoons, but I be the one with the plate
They bringing they fish, but I be the one with the bate
Gotta clean up my act 'cause I be the one with the cake
Diamonds on lake
Watch 'em Gliss for the diamond's own sake (Trini)
These bitches heavy man give me a break
Benjis be flying man give me a rake
I'm turning the tide, I'm tired of waiting
These niggas gon' wait for a mf rating
Passing it on like I'm Payton
Wearing all red like I'm mf Satan
I see the loot and it's taken
I be in a pirate's cove
Nigga this a gas lit stove
Hot Wheels, yea, I'm on a roll
I'm on a roll
Gotta clean up my act
Yea, this shit right from the soul
Getting it 'soon as I go
'Soon as I go
Gotta clean up my act
Leaving it right at the store for the ho
I'm in the suite
I got the Versace on me. And I got the Huaraches on my feet
I had to clean up my act.
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