It seems like everywhere I go I can't get real love.
The party don't stop, til the casket drop.
I know I always say my occupation is not dancing, but dancing is in my heart, dancing makes me feel good.
These devils find a way to get at'cha. All it takes is some green and your face on the screen.
My fan mail is what keeps me going.
I really want people to understand that nobody is perfect and that things happen in life beyond our control.