Do it again And I'll see you tomorrow I want to get it You've got something to borrow Can't make it feel right on my own That's when I turn you on again I buy it, but it don't measure up What is the missed ingredient? I, I see you fade a- I, I see you fade aw-way I, I see you fade a- I, I see you fade away Under the skin It's not so easy to swallow Don't reel me in To find my dreams are so hollow What is it you got I don't get? I watch you fumbling again Look dreamy behind your cigarette Know it ain't true now I, I see you fade a- I, I see you fade aw-way I, I see you fade a- I, I see you fade aw-way We all find you easy, so amuse us Don't get too heady you might abuse luck You're starstruck I, I see you fade a- I, I see you fade aw-way I, I see you fade a- I, I see you fade aw-way

Baby, you don't know what you're saying Because you're a victim of bright city lights And your mind is not right You think the world's at your feet 'Cause you're starstruck, baby, starstruck Taken in by the lights Think you'll never look back You know you're starstruck on me Baby, you're running around like you're crazy You go to a party and dance through the night And you'll drink 'till you're tight And then you're out on your feet 'Cause you're starstruck, baby, starstruck Taken in by the lights Think you'll never look back You know you're starstruck on me Baby, watch out or else you'll be ruined 'Cause once you're addicted to wine and champagne It's gonna drive you insane Because the world's not so tame And you're starstruck, baby, starstruck You're taken in by the lights Think you'll never look back You know you're starstruck on me Don't you know that you are Starstruck on me And you always will be Starstruck on me Starstruck on me

You laugh at us, we're different, And we laugh 'cause you're all the same. By the look on your face baby, We've been enjoying ourselves again. I know that you cry. I know why you tried so hard Ready, steady, go, Everybody famous, Everyone you know, Why'd it take you ages? I don't have to listen, read, love like you, I've got no problem with the physical, minimal real life. Living in hysterica for everybody's betterment. Isn't it a miracle, everybody starstruck. I guess the odds are very good, But the goods are very odd, And even though I talk with the devil, I only made the deal with god. I am a long list, Knock one off the wrist, So hard. Ready, steady, go, Everybody famous, Everyone you know, Why'd it take you ages? I don't have to listen, read, love like you, I've got no problem with the physical, minimal real life. Living in hysterica for everybody's betterment. Isn't it a miracle, everybody starstruck. You want to stop, But you can't, can you? I was lovely, On the way up, On the way up. Ready, steady, go, Everybody famous, Everyone you know, Why'd it take you ages? I don't have to listen, read, love like you, I've got no problem with the physical, minimal real life. Living in hysterica for everybody's betterment. Isn't it a miracle, everybody starstruck.

She want a good dude She got bad luck Cuz I'm a rockstar She get starstruck I like them big butts I'm just bein' honest I like them big bucks I'm just bein Giannis Sauce drippin', Pot whippin' Clock tickin', This where the plot thickens We ain't even left the house but the shots hittin' Boss man, only interested in boss bitches Not stoppin', now we Hotboxin Cross faded, Now I'm cross walkin' Fuckin on this bitch I wanted since the 12 grade She got good brain wit a glass frame Do it for the fame I ain't mad tho Came thru kicked her out the back door Clean the glass tho, keep the cash tho I keep it 200 like I passed go Pass a battle to the backseat I be Hella stretched out like an athlete In a limo homie you be in a taxi Throw the deuce out the roof when they pass me It's a no no if they come for my team It's a blindfold if they throwin' that shade It's a polo with the rolled up sleeves It's a rifle scope got the long range I want a bad bitch I got good luck On that good life On that good stuff We on that Tour Life On that tour bus Something blue up in my red cup We be switching lanes Gucci switching frame This my candy store I got candy cane It's Bout to be a long night but I'm in for it Got the plug I know what they Comin in for Girls by the 2's but they on all 4's Always want 1 more like an encore Issa party on the top floor Ragin thru ur city like I'm on tour I got one in my hand tho She pop it for me she goin' do it for the gram tho Don't want it to end but she wanna roll my endo Doin' what we not supposed to thank god for the tint tho Pass a battle to the backseat I be Hella stretched out like an athlete In a limo homie you be in a taxi Throw the deuce out the roof when they pass me It's a no no if they come for my team It's a blindfold if they throwin' that shade It's a polo with the rolled up sleeves It's a rifle scope got the long range

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.)