And then this fool will rush in, Put your head on my shoulder, Hold me in your arms, Ba--by Squeeze me oh so tight, Show me. Put your head on my shoulder
Chorus Lay your head on my shoulder it'll be alright in the morning.(o yes it will) said i'll try to ease your pain i'll hold your hand through stormy
to my heart beat Listen Listen Listen Don't talk, put your head on my shoulder Don't talk, close your eyes and be still Don't talk, put your head on my shoulder
rush in Put your head on my shoulder Whisper in my ear, baby Words I want to hear Tell me, tell me that you love me too Put your head on my shoulder
not too late, too late (x2) I hope it's not too late I got my whole life packed inside a suitcase Ridin in a Chevy that should've been a Mercedez Tryna keep my head
turn all my nightmares into wet dreams i'm in a new crib, so big, i'm talkin' town size sippin' somethin' cold, smokin' weed by the pound size yeah i gotta big head
when ya blazin' And I swear you turn at least half asian And we 'bout to have a liason She cool, get head with her shades on You should just go and throw
Our physical dream Is only skin deep How do you wanna groove? Bang Bang Should hear my gun ring You're mine, you're there You'll hear that I am all up inside your head
', stop callin', I don' wanna think anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore I left my head
down for a damn, Cudi already said it A poker face book I already read it But man, her head was gooder than the music electro body known to blow fuses A stripper from the south lookin for a payday Said bitch you should
callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore! I left my head
Her Poker Face Book I'd already read it But Man, Her Head Was Gooder Than A Music Electro Body, Known To Blow Fuses A Stripper From The South Lookin For A Payday Said, Bitch You Should
It Her Poker Face Book I'd already read it But Man Her Head Was Gooder Than A Music Electro Body, Known To Blow Fuses A Stripper From The South Lookin For A Payday Said, Bitch You Should
But eating without ya If the truth is you're a liar Then just say that you're okay I'm sleepin' on your side of the bed Goin' out of my head now And
head And I tore you out of my heart Oh oh, oh oh So how did you get here under my skin? I swore that I'd never let you back in Should've known better
me I'm the boss Bentley or the Porsche Overseas see jet skis slide across I love the way you dress, now take it off Put your legs high on my shoulders
her carry she come to the crib and she think we married she try to sneak in my bed like the tooth fairy (ha) I call her genius oral she give me head
up relationship gotta man it up for you to act right boy boy youve got to act right (Chorus) im a maniac a maniac eh cause if its concerning you then i lose my head