Wish I could. I could've said goodbye. I would've said what I wanted to. Maybe even cried for you. If I knew. It would be the last time.

was i born to lose. c'mon muthafucker pick and chose. between win or lose. baby shoes, high-heeled shoes. interviews, or kangaroos.

Well, I’ve heard there was a secret chord. That David played and it pleased the Lord. But you don't really care for music, do you?

Hmm. You might think I'm crazy. The way I've been cravin'. If I put it quite plainly. Just give me them babies. So what you doing tonight?

(Welcome to the club!). (Welcome to the club!). Orange juice, pour out half the carton. Grey Goose, pour it, get it started.

Would you be my girlfriend? (uh, eh, eh). Uh, would you be my girl? Would you be my (would you be my girlfiend). Uh, eh, would you be my.

C5. Don't cry, don’t go. Won't lie, I fuckin' love you. Woah! Staring into the clouds. Am I rising or they comin' down. I see death around the corner.

[Fergie]. Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh! Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooooh! Oh-woah-oh! [Will.I.am]. One Tri... One Tri...

Te vi, no olvidare. Un carnaval guitarra bombo y violin. Agitando pañuelos te vi. Cadencia al bailar, airoso perfil. Me fui, diciendo adios.

Yesterday has been and gone. Tomorrow will I find the sun? Or will it rain. Everybody's having fun. Except me I'm the lonely one. I live in shame. I say.

It ain't no fun lying down to sleep. And there ain't no secrets left for me to keep. I wish the stars up in the sky would all just call in sick.

Are they calling for our last dance? I see it in your eyes, in your eyes. Same old moves for a new romance. I could use the same old lines but I'll sing.

I remember all the good times. Sometimes I'd wonder would it last. I used to dream about the future. But now the future is the past.

Shoo-doo-doo-dum-doo-da-da. Shoo-doo-doo-dum-doo-da-da. Sha-ba-da-sha-ba-da (da-da) uh-uh. (Da-da) ooh, yeah. (Da-da) mmm. (Da-da) (it's The Rascals).

Ain't no cure for love. Ain't no cure for love. There ain't no cure for love. Ain't no cure. Cupid was a blind man. He must have missed his mark.

You keep me connected to you like I was your shadow. You're giving me answers to all of my questions here on my pillow, oh.

It's supposed to hurt, it's a broken heart. But to movin' on is the hardest part. It comes in waves, the letting go. But the memory fades, everybody knows.

One is for envy and one just for spite. The cuts in my heart, they show in your eyes. Don't make it better.

I'll drown my beliefs. To have your babies. I'll dress like your niece. And wash your swollen feet. Just don't leave. Don't leave. I'm not living.

Everyday I'm grindin'. I don't even get a weekend. I've been living my life in black and white. No sleeping. So tonight we're gonna flip it.