1.Losin' It
She thinks I'm crazy
You know what I mean
She wants to be friend
And damn you know what that means
She combs her hair
In a very special way
She makes me nervous
And I just dunno what to say
No one understands
She's a very special girl
No one understands
Why she rules my world
Everything's okay
When things are going good
You know what I mean
I knew that you could
I think I'm losin' my
I think I'm losin' my
I think I'm losin' my mind
I think I'm losin' my
I must be losin' my
I think I'm losin' my mind
Her mom says I'm obsessed
But the hell is wrong
Damn I'm thinking 'bout her now
Even while I'm singing this song
No one understand
She's a very special girl
No one understands
Why she rules my world
Everything's okay
When things are going good
You know what I mean
I knew that you would
I think I'm losin' my
I think I'm losin' my
I think I'm losin' my mind
I think I'm losin' my
I must be losin' my
I think I'm losin' my mind
Losin' it losin' it losin' it losin' it
Losin' it losin' it losin' it losin' it
She thinks i'm crazy
You know what i mean
She wants to be friends
And damn you know what that means
The way she flips her hair
Drives me insane
The way she bats her eyes
Goes straight to my brain
And all those little sighs
When she's feelin good
You know what I mean
I just knew that you could
Losin' it losin' it losin' it losin' it
Losin' it losin' it losin' it losin' it
Losin' it losin' it losin' it losin' it
Losin' it losin' it losin' it losin' it
I think I'm losin' my
I think I'm losin' my
I think I'm losin' my mind
I think I'm losin' my
I must be losin' my
I think I'm losin' my mind
2.What You Want
Lyricist：James Book, Adam Paskowitz, Joshua Paskowitz, Peter
Perdichizzi
I know what you want
I know what you need
I know what you feel
It ain't real and
Brings me down, makes me wanna cry, oh yeah
When I forget where I come from
And I just lose my mind, oh yeah
I know what you want
Freedom makes you strong
I may not be right
I ain't wrong and
Brings me down, makes me wanna cry, oh yeah
When I forget where I come from
And I just lose my mind, oh yeah
But some things never change, oh yeah
I know what you want
C'mon, c'mon, take a ride down the back street
Holdin' with the Flys, don't ya know we go relaxin'？
And dancin', checkin' out the chickens while we passin'
Stay collapsin' speak 'cuz why we go around blastin'
We go backin' to an' all my C's, I'm the boy with the new shit
Fuck around with DJ Rhyme and Breeze
You begin to seize the reality, I know what you want
And I'm manifest destiny
Brings me down, makes me wanna cry, oh yeah
When I forget where I come from
And I just lose my mind, oh yeah
But some things never change, oh yeah
I know what you want
I know what you want
I know what you want
I know what you want
3.Take You There
Lyricist：James Book, Nick Lucero, Adam Paskowitz, Peter Perdichizzi
Ain't got no rhyme or reason
Ain't got no soul to speak of
I ain't got no compass
Or no sense of self direction
But I'll call you when I get there
I'll take you there
Ain't got no easy answers
Ain't got no wicked punch lines
I ain't got compass
Or sense of clear direction
But I'll call you when I get there
I'll take you there
I don't know where I'm going
But I do know where I've been
And I'm holding out
Till I find some answers
Then I'll be calling for you
Calling on you, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't got no natural calling
I ain't got no healing heart pin
I ain't got no compass
Or no sense of self direction
But I'll call you when I get there
I'll take you there
4.Give You My Car
Lyricist：Book James, Lucero Nick, Paskowitz Adam, Perdichizzi Peter
You think you'll make it on your own
You got to take a chance
Let your true love flow
You know I'll give you everything
Give you all my love
I'll buy you a diamond ring
I will loan you my credit cards
I will give you my car
I will roll out the red carpet for you
I'm gonna make you a star
Why don't you give me your true love
Give you the stars the moon
And Leonard Nimroy's rug
Why don't you think of me at night
No need for changes
We don't need to get it right
I will loan you my credit cards
I will give you my car, come on
I will roll out the red carpet for you
I'm gonna make you a star
You're a rock and roll star
You're a rock and roll star
I will loan you my credit cards
I will give you my car
I will roll out the red carpet for you
I'm gonna make you a star
A star, you're a rock and roll star
Pick it up
Pick it up
Pick it up
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