You keep takingand taxing
Faking and I can't relaxing
You're making me
I saw you at the bar
I was laughing with some
Kick, kick with the drum lick
Talkin' 'bout a girl named
Baby, we've been through a lot and times sure I
She was just 19 years old
When she left her home
The
Praise god, for it was written in numbers
Soon you'll know
Let's all just relax
And get into this groove
The room's starting
Sweeping the floors, open up the doors
Turn on the lights,