Every drop feels like a ton of gold
And every touch feels like a memory
And every kiss feels like
And every kiss feels like
And every kiss feels like the first one
Every drop feels like
A ton of gold
And every touch feels like a memory
And every kiss feels like
And every kiss feels like
And every kiss feels like
There's a man on the moon
And he's playing his tune
For no one but you
He had this idea to get away from here
And now he's up there with no one care
Look, look, look, look, look
The man on the moon
Remember...
The baby mama's mama's
Yeah, go like this
I'm accomplishin' the Jackson
I can prove
Never meant to make you down to cry
I apologize to through the times
I'm accomplishin' the Jackson
Now I need to make y'all gotta cry
Now I need to make y'all gotta cry
Now I need to make y'all gotta cry
Now I need to make y'all gotta cry
Now I need to make y'all gotta cry
Here we have it!
There you go!
