Boy Talk

I'd like to get to know you better. I'd like for you to know me too. Could I have your name and number?. I'd like to spend some time with you. . Would you tell me where your job is?.

Body Talking

(H. Smith/D. Locorriere). . You walked into the room. I smelt your perfume. And I could see your body talkin'. Got up and grabbed the chance. C'mon we're gonna dance.

Bail Out

I'm building a spaceship in my backyard. Using pieces of our family car. I'm building this spaceship out of this car. So I can fly off and live among the stars.

Badkarma

Hey, punk, with that bottle in your hand. what makes you so sad?. could life really be that bad?. sure, you've got your reasons. but your alibis are lies.

Blown Away

(S. Weedman). . It's raining again, here in my hotel. I guess I'm a little lonely and I don't feel very well. Maybe this time I'm really dying, now wouldn't that be swell.

Beware Of Lovers

Beware of lovers, who close their eyes. They could be hiding a thousand lies. You never know who they fantasise. Beware of lovers who close their eyes.

Better Love Next Time

I'm your friend you can talk to me. I read your fate I see misery. 'Cause the one you love has left you dry. Don't start believin' that you're gonna die.

Before The Tears

(E. Stevens/P. Overstreet). . I don't want to see you cry. Your crying always changes my mind. And we know well. It's livin' hell. Pretending our love hasn't died.

Ballad Of Lucy Jordan

(Shel Silverstein). . The mornin' sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan. In her white suburban bedroom, in a white suburban town. As she lay there 'neath the covers, dreaming of a thousand lovers.

Bad Eye Bill

Thank the good Lord for rock and roll, thank the good Lord for gin. Thank the good Lord that women are made to satisfy their men. Thank the good Lord for Black and Red and our good buddy Will.

Baby Makes Her Blue Jeans Talk

Night falls on the city, baby feels the beat. Slick and sexy angel of the street. The queen of all the night birds watch her when she walks. She don't say nothing but, baby makes her blue jeans talk.

Best At The Time

Why Are You Telling Me This Now. I Was Gonna Get Out Of This Town. Now What Do I Do With This. Why Are You Telling Me This Now. I'm Not Sure What To Say Cause I'm Scared.

Be There Where You Are

Once again. Call me late at night. Cause you had a fight. Wanna know. If you should stay or go. Cause it happened again. With so and so. And you didn't know.

Back To The Days

I was looking through pictures yesterday. From back when we were two young crazy fools in love. Cause I been thinking bout what you said. That this thing is dead.

Baby

I was at the top. It's like I'm in the basement. Number one spot. He's finding a replacement. . I swear now I can't take it. Knowing somebody's got my baby.

Baby Gal

Na you I dey find oh. Any how wey you like. make you wind dey go. oh oh. And I like your behind. oh. Omo come to my side. make we fly dey go oh. oh. I no fit deny ohhhh.

Breeze Freestyle

Bobby Shaw Is My Tiga

I take a flight with my niggaz. I do it right with my niggaz. I hit the night with my niggaz. I rock the mic with my niggaz. I get around with my niggaz.

Bug Eyes

Bring back those good ol' days. Nothin' feels right, nothin' ever goes my way. I threw my future away, now, I walk alone. Out here in the cold wanderin' astray.

Brushstroke: Walk In The Park

Instrumental.. No lyrics..