Now I'll follow recklessly And I'll love You with all that is in me I am comming back 'cause You are comming after me And I surrender now (Come on, Come
can yell out at cars You can scratch Your favorite band on your wrist And you can call me up And, and act like nothing's wrong when When you get desperate
But I hold my johnson and walk it retarded It's just me what up, Tame? [Tame One] Desperate men do dangerous things Full alarm system, New York with No Kings Desperate
sixty-eight summer festival wallflowers are thinning For cheap easy meals and hardly a home on the range Too hot for the band with a desperate desire
Hot Shit 'N wouldn't pooch the guys in the band On the first day, so ... A couple of the guys in the band Who were desperate for THAT KIND OF ACTION Kept
(feat. Trife Da God, The Willie Cottrell Band) [Intro: Ghostface Killah] God's woman... what's going on? I know things seem messed up sometime You stressed
coming home again Home We're coming home again Home We're coming home again Home We're coming home again Home We're coming home again Home We're coming
and I don't know why. Come on! Come on! Come on! This is like an earthquake! Find you balance and start to shake come on! Come on! Come on! Like an
I don't know why. Come on! Come on! Come on! This is like an earthquake! Find you balance and start to shake Come on! Come on! Come on! Like an exploding
fame, money and fortune Kids kidnapped by rich pimps So that we can live out our sick dreams Stabbed in the back, tortured and raped Can't go back home
What, what you got, not a lot, but you're desperate for the weekend. Slip into your jeans and, put your Second Coming on. Quick do your hair, move
I just can't get no play Don't have any STDs Come on, I'm begging on my knees Come on get close just ignore the fleas We will take anything that walks . . . Because we're desperate
one of life most ironic infections I'm born with it, no protection in this game so long I think I'm immune to rejection Search for perfection, desperation
just can't get no play Don't have any STDs Come on, I'm begging on my knees Come on get close just ignore the fleas We will take anything that walks . . . Because we're desperate
I hold my johnson and walk it retarded, it's just me What up, Tame? Desperate men do dangerous things Full alarm system, New York with no kings Desperate
of humiliated confusion So you stagger back home and wait for nothing But the solitary refinement of your room spits you back onto the streets And now you're desperate
Oh man, I can't believe the things I've said to you Hey, I must have been out of my mind Desperation crept in, from all the things I've kept in, I'm sorry
