TAP OUT!!!
Wanna go to UFC,
Wanna ring-ding-ding,
Wanna see John Cena(oh yeah!)
Gonna knock you out,
second round's gonna bring you down
Gonna make you tap out,
By the time that third bell rings,
I'm gonna make you bleed
WELCOME THE NEW CHAMPION (PS, THAT'S ME)
You wanna go ho?
Then putchya dukes up
I'm lookin' for a fight,
don't getchya hopes up,
'cause when we show up,
the crowd'll blow up
We're gonna knock you out, we're gonna take you down, wanna hear them crowds shout
{repeat 1st, and 2nd verse}
(..wanna hear them crowds shout)
TAP OUT!!!
HERE I AM WITHOUT YOU
I think of you on this rainy day,
your picture stares vacantly from the wall,
sometimes I wish you'd come back,
wish you'd never left at all.
So why am I still here complaining?
Wishing you'd find your way in
to my life the way things used to be,
nobody else but you and me,
But here I am...without you...
Sitting, watching Christmas lights blink,
Give myself some time to think
Here I am, my fourth Christmas without you
Dreamin' of laughing like we used to,
And I just thought you should know
so here I go...
without you...
I remember talking all night long,
How we knew each other's favorite songs,
together we always stood,
stuck together through bad and good,
but here I stand...without you....