You say, "You're wrong", I say, "Alright" You can still, come back, to "뭐해? 뭐해?" 물어봐도, 넌 답도 안 해 어제의 너와 달리 (달리), 오늘의 너는 흐린 날씨 화난 사람처럼 굴고 (check, check it) 뜬금없이 다정해지고 (yeah, I knew it) 매시간 달라지는 복잡한 너를 보고만 있어 자, tell me why you do me like that? Oh my, my (ooh-ooh, oh my) 그냥 좀 편해져 봐, off your mind (ooh-ooh, alright, alright) 마음을 다 주는 게 힘들다는 걸 잘 알고 있어 걱정하지 마, 난 기다려 one more time Pushin' and pullin', 불안한 너의 마음을 잘 알아, 다들 그래 We'll be alright, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 Kissin' and huggin', 뭐가 더 필요해? 밀고 당기지 말고 아무 생각 말도 없이, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 늦은 밤 나의 하루가 너무 궁금했었던 너 (right, right) 손가락 바빠져 둘 다, 우리 그냥 전화할까? 낭만적일 수도 있고 (I don't know, I don't know) 지쳐버릴 수도 있고 (that's right, that's right) 난 모르겠어, 상상하지 않을래, 즐기고 있어 자, tell me why you do me like that? Oh my, my (my, my) 우리의 시간들을 믿어봐 일이란 게 맘대로 되지는 않아 속상해하지, 걱정하지 마, 난 기다려 one more time Pushin' and pullin', 불안한 너의 마음을 잘 알아, 다들 그래 We'll be alright, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 Kissin' and huggin', 뭐가 더 필요해? 밀고 당기지 말고 아무 생각 말도 없이, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 너에게 모든 걸 줄 수 있는 걸 그 맘을 녹이길, 우리 같은 곳을 보길, oh-oh Pushin' and pullin', 불안한 너의 마음을 잘 알아, 다들 그래 We'll be alright, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 (come back to me) Kissin' and huggin', 뭐가 더 필요해? (oh, what do you need?) 밀고 당기지 말고 아무 생각 (아무 생각) 말도 없이, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah 밀고 당기는 널 안아줄게 넌 그냥 오면 돼, eh

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)