Lyrics:
thinkin'
Who's that boy?
Oh he got me
No, I've never seen,
No one like him
Damn he's everything
Girls they want him
Guys they want to be
Who's that boy,
can't resist
Don't you ever think about the consequence
Guys like you never do
That's the kind of stuff boys are made out of
That's the kind
the city
Good guys they spike you hard
How they jive ad jingle
When you're in their backyard
Street corner wonder lust
Beckoning the good guy
Take
Don't you ever think about the consequence
Guys like you never do
That's the kind of stuff boys are made out of
That's the kind of stuff girls are made
An extraordinary guy
Can never have an ordinary day
He might live a long goodbye
But that is not for me to say
I dig his friends, I dig his shoes
money
Never had me no money
I ain't that kinda guy
So, jailer, bring me water
Jailer, bring me water
Jailer, bring me water
My throat is kinda dry
twisting, twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call-box
greater guy
It's our love story but we met in the wrong time
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Julian: I wish I never got to meet you
tragedy d'amour
The true love you thought would be
The end of you for sure
Man in the looking glass, have no regrets
The man who's wise never forgets
That
your love darling
Which one which one would you choose
Would you stay by my side
Without the slightest regret
Or would I be the guy who would lose
I
know by now how much I love you
One thing you can be sure of
I'll never ask for more than your love
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You
(hey, get out of the street)
Big joints never gotcha higher
Freebase cost you in the end
I'm just a no-name reporter
I wish I had nothing to say
inside
Oh, Lar', I swear, it was a laugh a minute with you
Boy, what a joker
What a funny, funny guy
I'll never forget about Larry
No matter
(Can't win.)
Never gonna let you go; whoa.
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.)
[Chorus]
(Shay-ay-ame.) Flirtin' with the guys on the corner.
You're such
When a guy's been made a fool of
By a gal who only wants to play
He goes to a lonely place where lovers
Who are broken hearted stay
They call it
still a guy
When you see a priceless French painting
I see drunk, naked girls
You think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy
And I'd like to give it
You oughta get comfortable.
We gonna get busy.
Say good-bye to the late, to
The great Mr. Nice Guy.
Do or die, I'm (gonna) open your eyes.
I make a date for golf
You can bet you life it rains
I try to give a party
And the guy upstairs complains
I guess I'll go through life
Just
I make a date for golf
You can bet you life it rains
I try to give a party
And the guy upstairs complains
I guess I'll go through life
Just
I make a date for golf
You can bet you life it rains.
I try to give a party
And the guy upstairs complains.
I guess I'll go through life;
Just
If you don't know me by now
You will never never never know me (oh)
All the things that we've been through
You should understand me like I
guys
It talks about relationships being so wonderful
Almost too good to be true
You don't know if this is a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
by somebody else
And even if you did miss me
You never let me know
You'd prefer to be just a little bit
In and out of love with me
And not
walking by
She wants me to be her guy
She knows I'll never make her blue
'Cause she knows I'll be true
Man, she looked so fine
I said she must be
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