And you know I'm Cute All The ladies say! I'm Cute I'm Cute I'm Cute And you know I'm Cute All The ladies say! I'm Cute I'm Cute I'm Cute And
You're telling me that you're leaving, I should have guessed there was something wrong, [...?] crashed and stayed 'til dawn, And then I feel the hem of your dress, And
Now dig your heels and capture the feel Of on riding that rush hour train, Dead on your feet, it's still a treat, I'll suck it dry again and again Tokyo
turnin' to stone The dancing shadows on the wall, The two-step in the hall, Are all I see since you've been gone, Turning, turning, turning, Through all I sit here and
My images come so fast and clear, You'll never know I was here, Every chance is a sacred dance, Don't step on my career Why are you being such an asshole
I'd do better than anyone here Wish I'd make something out of life Wish I'd make somebody proud Why can't I go now And never look back? Do you suddenly
a step ahead And I know its wrong but is it wrong to believe That theres still a chance for me And I want to take your hand and make it mine once again
girlfriend on the back seat Looking for some action And they found it down a back street Suddenly a truck pulled out He tried to step on the brake Johnny don't do it (Here
take another swing At me now Fighting your inner self again, losing what You feel Shielded behind the lies that make you feel real Now It's over and
One step forward, a thousand steps back I don't wanna be here with my feet stuck in the tracks And the doc gave me pills to keep the demons away Now they
well respected Always accepted and never rejected Our defense is made when we take the stage The crowd gets excited and goes in a rage Cause we're generating and
speaker And as he started to get ignored The party people turned and walked off the floor They did not applaud and they did not cheer And homeboys just said "Get the fuck outta here
pretty and seditty Got a funky disposition and you think you're witty You're not used to people saying things like this It's called criticism, and not
my ass And you know and I know who I'm talkin' about Y'all need to shut your fuckin' mouth and step aside! You better make way, 'cause here I come, motherfucker
s always needed after every show The Treach DJ, the only one you should know Step to the Mixx and get the crowd off the ground Come on, Mr. Mixx, and "
Let me twist ya body like it's supposed to (Twist something, twist something, twist something) Stretch ya out and lay you sideways Pull ya hair and twist
bound to lose Time to break up the party and move on our separate ways time to get the hell out of here before we both stagnate time for me to resign and step
fun and that's what it is and here we go, go we got a system where the kids say go and then we rock em, not with rocks but with blocks of guitars and