Midnight on the water I saw the ocean's daughter Walking on a wave's chicane Staring as she called my name And I can't get it out of my head No, I can't get it out of my head Now my whole world is gone for dead 'Cause I can't get it out of my head, no, no Bank job in the city Robin Hood and William Tell and Ivanhoe and Lancelot They don't envy me, yeah Sitting 'til the sun goes down In dreams the world keeps going 'round and 'round And I can't get it out of my head No, I can't get it out of my head Now my whole world is gone for dead 'Cause I can't get it out of my head, no, no Oh, I can't get it out of my head No, I can't get it out of my head Now my whole old world is gone for dead 'Cause I can't get it out of my head, no, no, no, no

I just can't get you out of my head Girl, your lovin' is all I think about I just can't get you out of my head Girl, its more than I dare to think about La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I just can't get you out of my head Girl, your lovin' is all I think about I just can't get you out of my head Girl, its more than I dare to think about Every night Every day Just to be there in your arms Won't you stay Won't you stay Stay forever and ever and ever ah ah La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I just can't get you out of my head Girl, your lovin' is all I think about I just can't get you out of my head Girl, its more than I dare to think about There's a dark secret in me Don't leave me lost in your arms Set me free Feel the need in me Set me free Stay forever and ever and ever ah ah La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I just can't get you out of my head (La, la, la La, la, la, la, la)

BK (What you say gang) Tm, Tm (Yeah) BDA shit you heard (What you say gang) (What) Bitch its bk I ain't worried bout bitches Fuck on yo hoe then take off with my riches Fuck paparazzi bitch I don't take pictures Whole team sipping purp im couped up with my nas Riding round bitch we got the extension We aint fighting bitch I got smith and wesson Glock with me non stop ain't no pressing Geeked up teaching nas a lesson I aint rapping bout my hair being pretty And that's why all these lil hoes don't fuck with me Coming up bitch you better fuck with me AR15 lil bitch thats a semi Give yo ass a heart attack on Demi Acting a fool on yo block need an Emmy Ain't no other doing it better than me Shoutout my shooters way up in Miami Shoutout my shooters way up on the top Flock boys bitch we ride in drop tops She want the gang tryna give them all top At the crib they all wearing crop tops Gas pack bitch I don't smoke the drops What you say gang? Run to the bank do the dash If you aint bout it lil hoe I just laugh Flee the scene shoot that bitch I her calf (What you say gang?) Thats a revolver not a Glock (What you say gang?) This block is a solver I don't talk (What you say gang?) I cannot lock her she a flop (What you say gang?) Got yo muh fuckin moms saying its a bop Bitch its bk I ain't worried bout bitches Fuck on yo hoe then take off with my riches Fuck paparazzi bitch I don't take pictures Whole team sipping purp im couped up with my nas Riding round bitch we got the extension We aint fighting bitch I got smith and wesson Glock with me non stop ain't no pressing Geeked up teaching nas a lesson