Love. Angel. Music. Baby.

written by Gwen Stefani, Linda Perry

What an amazing time
What a family
How did the years go by?
Now it’s only me…

Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

Like a cat in heat stuck in a moving car
A scary conversation, shut my eyes
Can’t find the brake
What if they say that you’re a climber?

Naturally I’m worried if I do it alone
Who really cares cause it’s your life
You never know, it could be great
Take a chance cause you might grow

Oh, oo, oh

What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?

What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?

Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Take a chance, you stupid ho

Like an echo pedal, you’re repeating yourself
You know it all by heart
Why are you standing in one place?
Born to blossom, bloom to perish

Your moment will run out
Cause of your sex chromosome
I know it’s so messed how our society all thinks (For sure)
Life is short, you’re capable (Uh-huh)

Oh, oh, oh
Uh, uh

Look at your watch now
You’re still a super hot female
You’ve got your million dollar contract
And they’re all waiting for your hot track

What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?

What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?

I can’t wait to go back and do Japan
Get me lots of brand new fans
Osaka, Tokyo
You Harajuku girls
Damn, you’ve got some wicked style

Go!

Look at your watch now
You’re still a super hot female
You’ve got your million dollar contract
And they’re all waiting for your hot track

What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?

What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?

What you waiting for?
What you waiting for?
Take a chance, you stupid ho (What you waiting for?)
Take a chance, you stupid ho
What you waiting for?
What you waiting for?
Take a chance, you stupid ho (What you waiting for?)
Take a chance, you stupid ho

written by Mark Batson, Jerry Bock, Kara DioGuardi, Mike Elizondo, Eve, Sheldon Harnick, Chantal Kreviazuk, Gwen Stefani, Andre Young

Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

If I was a rich girl
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
See, I’d have all the money in the world
If I was a wealthy girl

No man could test me, impress me
My cash flow would never ever end
Cause I’d have all the money in the world
If I was a wealthy girl

Think what that money could bring
I’d buy everything
Clean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gown

No, wouldn’t just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first class
To my fancy house in London town

All the riches, baby
Won’t mean anything
All the riches, baby
Won’t bring what your love can bring

All the riches, baby
Won’t mean anything
Don’t need no other, baby
Your lovin’ is better than gold, and I know

If I was a rich girl
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
See, I’d have all the money in the world
If I was a wealthy girl

No man could test me, impress me
My cash flow would never ever end
Cause I’d have all the money in the world
If I was a wealthy girl

I’d get me four Harajuku girls to inspire me
And they’d come to my rescue
I’d dress them wicked, I’d give them names
Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Hurry up and come and save me

All the riches, baby
Won’t mean anything
All the riches, baby
Won’t bring what your love can bring

All the riches, baby
Won’t mean anything
Don’t need no other, baby
Your lovin’ is better than gold, and I know

Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What? It’s all love
What? Give it up
What?
(shouldn’t matter, shouldn’t matter
shouldn’t matter, shouldn’t matter)
What?
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What? It’s all love
What? Give it up
What?
(shouldn’t matter, shouldn’t matter
shouldn’t matter, shouldn’t matter)

What happened to my life?
Turned upside down
Chicks that blew ya mind, ding, it’s the second round
Original track and ting, uh
You know you can’t buy these things
See Stefani and her L.A.M.B
I rock the Fetish people, you know who I am

Yes, ma’am, we got the style that’s wicked
I hope you can all keep up
We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top
Now we ain’t gettin’ nothing but love

If I was a rich girl
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
See, I’d have all the money in the world
If I was a wealthy girl

No man could test me, impress me
My cash flow would never end
Cause I’d have all the money in the world
If I was a wealthy girl

Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

written by Gwen Stefani, Pharrell Williams, Chad Hugo

Uh huh, this my shit
All the girls stomp your feet like this

A few times I’ve been around that track
So it’s not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain’t no hollaback girl
I ain’t no hollaback girl
A few times I’ve been around that track
So it’s not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain’t no hollaback girl
I ain’t no hollaback girl

Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit

I heard that you were talking shit
And you didn’t think that I would hear it
People hear you talking like that
Getting everybody fired up

So I’m ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That’s right, put your pom-poms downs
Getting’ everybody fired up

A few times I’ve been around that track
So it’s not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain’t no hollaback girl
I ain’t no hollaback girl
A few times I’ve been around that track
So it’s not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain’t no hollaback girl
I ain’t no hollaback girl

Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit

So, that’s right, dude
Meet me at the bleachers
No principals, no student teachers
Both of us want to be the winner
But there can only be one

So I’m gonna fight, gonna give it my all
Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you
That’s right
I’m the last one standing
Another one bites the dust

A few times I’ve been around that track
So it’s not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain’t no hollaback girl
I ain’t no hollaback girl
A few times I’ve been around that track
So it’s not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain’t no hollaback girl
I ain’t no hollaback girl

Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit

Let me hear you say this shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Again, this shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S

A few times I’ve been around that track
So it’s not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain’t no hollaback girl
I ain’t no hollaback girl
A few times I’ve been around that track
So it’s not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain’t no hollaback girl
I ain’t no hollaback girl

Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooooh, this my shit, this my shit

written by Gwen Stefani, Dallas Austin

It’s hard to remember how it felt before
Now I found the love of my life
Passes things, get more comfortable
Everything is going right

And after all the obstacles
It’s good to see you now with someone else
And it’s such a miracle that you and me
Are still good friends
After all that we’ve been through
I know we’re cool
I know we’re cool

We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain

Remember Harbor Boulevard?
The dreaming days, where the mess was made?
Look how all the kids have grown
Oh, we have changed but we’re still the same
After all that we’ve been through
I know we’re cool
I know we’re cool
Yeah, I know we’re cool

And I’ll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles
And now we’re hanging out with your new girlfriend
So far from where we’ve been
I know we’re cool
I know we’re cool

Cool, uh, uh, I know we’re cool
Uh, uh, I know we’re cool
Cool, yeah, I know we’re cool
Yeah

written by André Benjamin, Gwen Stefani, Seven

Gwen: Come on, Johnny! When you gonna get here?

Johnny: Alright, hold your pretty horses, I’ll be there in a minute
You just get yourself dolled up, alright, tootsie?
You pick a place, you just pick a place

Gwen: Um, Johnny?

Johnny: Yeah, Gwenny-Gwen-Gwen?

Gwen: You might wanna hurry, because tonight is the night

I’m empty
I need fulfilling, yes I do, love
To the ceiling when I do, love
I get this feeling when I’m in love

I’m restless
Can’t you see I try my bestest
To be a good girl, because it’s just us
So take me now, and do me justice

I’m waiting
Patiently anticipating
Your arrival
And I’m hating
It takes so long to get to my house
To take me out

Tonight I’m gonna give you all my love in the back seat
Bubble pop electric
Bubble pop electric
Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat
Bubble pop electric
Uh-oh, in the back seat

Okay now
I understand he’s on his way now
But jeez louise, I mean today now
I can’t wait, I wanna play now

I’m antsy
Bubble pop electric, pansies
My sweet tooth, I want your candy
The Queen of Eng would say it’s randy

I’m itchy
I wish you would come and scratch me
Tonight I’m falling, won’t you catch me?
Swoop on by so you can snatch me, and take me out

Tonight I’m gonna give you all my love in the back seat
Bubble pop electric
Bubble pop electric
Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat
Bubble pop electric
Uh-oh, in the back seat

(I’ll get it!)
The need to be satisfied
(Hey Johnny! Lemme go grab my sweater)
Come pick me up, I want a ride
(Hi, Mrs. Stefani) (Bye, Mom!)
Hurry, hurry, come to me
(So baby, where you wanna go, huh?)
Drive-in movie
Drive in, move me
Drive into me

Bubble pop electric
You’ve gotta get it
(Straight to me, drive in movie)
Take it to the back seat
Run it like a track meet
(Come to me, drive-in movie)
Bubble pop electric
You’ve gotta get it
(Straight to me, drive in movie)
Take it to the back seat
Run it like a track meet
(Come to me, drive-in movie)

Tonight I’m gonna give you all my love in the back seat
Bubble pop electric
Bubble pop electric
Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat
Bubble pop electric
Uh-oh, in the back seat

Tonight I’m gonna give you all my love in the back seat
(Bubble pop electric, you’ve gotta get it
Straight to me, drive in movie)
Bubble pop electric, bubble pop electric
(Take it to the back seat, run it like a track meet
Come to me, drive-in movie)
Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat
(Bubble pop electric, you’ve gotta get it
Straight to me, drive in movie)
Bubble pop electric in the back seat

Johnny: Yeah, tell your father I said hello!

Gwen: Johnny, get outta here!

written by Gwen Stefani, Tony Kanal, Ronald Isley, O’Kelly Isley, Rudolph Isley, Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, Chris Jasper

*Remixed for radio, including a feature by Slim Thug

C’est pas possible cet amour
C’est incroyable
Tu me fais transpirer
C’est parfait

Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the payback
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the payback
The payback, the payback

Champagne kisses
Hold me in your lap of luxury
I only want to fly first class desires
You’re my limousine

So elegant the way we ride
Our passion, it just multiplies
There’s platinum lightning in the sky
Look, I’m livin’ like a queen

This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We’re luxurious like Egyptian cotton
We’re so rich in love, we’re rollin’ in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in the rough is lookin’ so sparkly

Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the payback
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the payback
The payback, the payback

Sugar, honey, sexy baby
When we touch it turns to gold
Sensitive and delicate
Kinda like a tuberose

You know you are my treasure chest
It’s pure perfection when we kiss and
You’re my Mr., I’m your Miss
Gonna be until we’re old

This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We’re luxurious like Egyptian cotton

Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the payback
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the payback
The payback, the payback

Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the payback
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the payback
The payback, the payback

Cha-ching, cha-ching
We’re loaded and we’re not gonna blow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching
We’re hooked up with the love cause we grow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching
We got hydroponic love and we’re smokin’
Cha-ching, cha-ching
We burn it, you and I, we are so lit

We’re so rich in love, we’re rollin’ in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in the rough is lookin’ so sparkly

Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the payback
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the payback
The payback, the payback

Tu est si jolie, c’est pas possible
C’est jamais assez, c’est jamais assez
Tu me fais plein
Toutes les choses
Tu me fais sentir
C’est parfait
Je suis bien avec toi, je suis bien

written by Gwen Stefani, James Harris III, Terry Lewis, James Quenton Wright, Bobby Ross Avila, Issiah J. Avila

Wa-mono
There’s me, there’s you (hoko ten)
In a pedestrian paradise
Where the catwalk got its claws (meow)
A subculture, in a kaleidoscope of fashion
Prowl the streets of Harajuku (Irasshaimase)

Super lovers, tell me where you got yours?
(At the Super Lovers store)
Yoji Yamamoto, I’m hanging with the locals

Where the catwalk got its claws
All you fashion know-it-alls
With your underground malls
In the world of Harajuku
Putting on a show
When you dress up in your clothes
Wild hair color and cell phones
Your accessories are dead on

Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan
Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan

Harajuku girls, I’m looking at you, girls
You’re so original, girls
You got the look that makes you stand out
Harajuku girls, I’m looking at you, girls
You mix and match it, girls
You dress so fly and just parade around
(Arigato)

I’m fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl in the Tokyo streets
My boyfriend bought me a Hysteric Glamour shirt
They’re hard to find in the states
Got me feeling couture
(It’s really cool)

What’s that you got on? Is it Comme des Garçons?
Vivienne Westwood can’t go wrong
Mixed up with second hand clothes
(Let’s not forget about John Galliano)

Flipped the landscape
When Nigo made A Bathing Ape
I got expensive taste (oh, well)
Guess I better save up (cho takai)

Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan
Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan

Work it, express it, live it
Command your style
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it

You bring style and color all around the world
(You Harajuku girls)
You bring style and color all around the world
(You Harajuku girls)

You’re look so distinctive, like D.N.A.
Like nothing I’ve ever seen in the U.S.A.
Your underground culture, visual grammar
The language of your clothing is something to encounter

A ping-pong match
Between eastern and western
Did you see your inspiration in my latest collection?
Just wait ’til you get your little hands on L.A.M.B.
Cause it’s (super kawaii)
That means (super cute in Japanese)

The streets of Harajuku are your catwalk
(Bishoujo, you’re so vogue)
That’s what you drop

(Cho saikou, Harajuku girls)
And that’s what you drop
That’s what you drop
(Cho saikou, Harajuku girls)
I’m your biggest fan
(Gwen Stefani, you like me)

Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan
Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan
(Gwen Stefani aishiteru)

Style attachment content
A fatal attraction to cuteness
Style is style, fashion is fashion
Girl, you got style

written by Gwen Stefani, Tony Kanal

Back it up, back it up
You got it, you got it
Put your hands up, put your hands up
Put your hands up, uh uh uh
You got it, you got it

Drive back, baby, to me fast in your car
I’m here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back, baby, to me fast in your car
I’m here waiting, crash into me real hard

I wander ‘round the room and I’m getting things ready
I picture you driving just like Mario Andretti
I got the cush, Kettle One, waiting for your engine
Your Grand Prix attention, it’s gonna be a party

Don’t forget to make a U-turn
I see you left your blinker on
I got it rolled and ready here to burn
Meet me back at home
Eh, oh, eh, oh

Drive back, baby, to me fast in your car
I’m here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back, baby, to me fast in your car
I’m here waiting, crash into me real hard

Driving fast in your car
I’ve got you tracked on my radar

It’s just such a trip how you’re still my speed racer
You got me so addicted just like a free baser
I want you all over me like L.A.M.B.
So get here A.S.A.P., it’s gonnna be a party

Don’t forget to make a U-turn (don’t forget to get here)
I see you left your blinker on (you see I want to get it on)
I got it rolled and ready here to burn
Meet me back at home (you know you need me)
Eh, oh, eh, oh (so come back)

Drive back, baby, to me fast in your car
I’m here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back, baby, to me fast in your car
I’m here waiting, crash into me real hard

Now you know you’re qualified
You’re in the pole position
Put it in first gear, step on the pedal
And drive fast

Back it up, back it up
You got it, you got it
Back it up, back it up
You got it, you got it
Put your hands up, put your hands up
Put your hands up, uh uh uh
You got it, you got it
Put your hands up, put your hands up
Put your hands up, uh uh uh
You got it, you got it

(I’m ready for you)
Drive back, baby, to me fast in your car
(Me and you, boo)
I’m here waiting, crash into me real hard
(I’m ready for you)
Drive back, baby, to me fast in your car
(For me and you, boo)
I’m here waiting, crash into me real hard

(I’m ready for you)
Drive back, baby, to me fast in your car
(Me and you, boo)
I’m here waiting, crash into me real hard
(I’m ready for you)
Drive back, baby, to me fast in your car
(For me and you, boo)
I’m here waiting, crash into me real hard

Crash, crash
Come on, baby, please hurry up, you know I’m waiting for you
Come on, baby, please hurry up, you know I’m waiting for you
Crash
Come on, baby, please hurry up, you know I’m waiting for you
Come on, baby, please hurry up, you know I’m waiting for you
Crash

written by Gwen Stefani, Linda Perry, GMR

I’ve seen your face a thousand times
Have all your stories memorized
I’ve kissed your lips a million ways
But I still love to have you around

I’ve held you too many times to count
I think I know you inside out
And we’re together most days
But I still love to have you around

You’re the one I want
And it’s not just a phase
And you’re the one I trust
Our love is the real thing

Don’t go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay in my life
Don’t go away
My lover (my love)
I’m happiest when we spend time

You’re a salty water ocean wave
You knock me down, you kiss my face
I know the storms will always come
But I still love to have you around

Heaven knows what will come next
So emotional, you’re so complex
A rollercoaster built to crash
But I still love to have you around

You’re the one I want
And it’s not just a phase
And you’re the one I trust
Our love is the real thing

Don’t go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay in my life
Don’t go away
My lover (my love)
I’m happiest when we spend time

(It’s only you and I
It’s only you and I)

It’s you there when I close my eyes
And you in the morning
I never thought you’d still be mine
Or I’d really need to have you around

Don’t go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay in my life
Don’t go away
My lover (my love)
I need you
You’re my love supply

Don’t go away
My love (you’re my love supply)
I want you to stay
In my life (every day, every night)
Don’t go away
My lover (you’re my love supply)
I need you
You’re my love supply

written by Gwen Stefani, Tony Kanal

Baby, I don’t know when the danger came
I wanna find someone that I can blame
Call the doctor cause I am sick in love
And I can’t help it

Baby, I’m worried about my mental state
Don’t know if I’ll recuperate
Think it’s serious, gone from bad to worse
And I’m in trouble

(Oooh) I think I’m coming down with something
(Yeah) I know it gonna need your medicine
(Oooh) So help me now, I’m freaking out, lover

This love is serious (everybody knows I’m mad for you)
You get me seriously out of my mind
And I am so into us (not gonna let no one get hold of you)
Baby, baby (Cause this love is serious, we’re seriously onto something)
It’s serious

Lover, you love me like no one can
So if I’m crazy, hope you understand
Hurry, doctor, come, need to get me some
You know what time it is

(Oooh) I think I’m coming down with something
(I’m goin’ to need a doctor)
(Yeah) I know it gonna need your medicine
(It’s gettin’ hot in here)
(Oooh) So help me now
(Can you help me?)
I’m freaking out, lover

This love is serious (everybody knows I’m mad for you)
You get me seriously out of my mind
And I am so into us (let no one get hold of you)
Baby, you’re mine (you’re seriously fine)

And you know I can’t stand
How the girls all wanna be getting all up in my place
So get off of my man, and don’t try to mess with me
(Cause this love is serious, we’re seriously onto something)
It’s serious

You got me so delirious, I’m under your control
Point it at me if you must, your arrow’s got me poisoned
Tell me what my treatment is, your love’s got me insane
My prescription is your kiss and boy, you got me wantin’ it

(S-E-R-I-O-U-S) You got me so delirious, I’m under your control
(S-E-R-I-O-U-S) Point it at me if you must, your arrow’s got me poisoned
(S-E-R-I-O-U-S) Tell me what my treatment is, your love’s got me insane
(S-E-R-I-O-U-S) My prescription is your kiss and boy, you got me wantin’ it

This love is serious (everybody knows I’m mad for you)
You get me seriously out of my mind
And I am so into us (let no one get hold of you)
Baby, you’re mine (you’re seriously fine)

(This love is serious )
And you know I can’t stand
(You get me seriously out of my mind)
How the girls all wanna be getting all up in my place
(And I am so into us) (Baby, you’re mine)
So get off of my man, and don’t try to mess with me
(Cause this love is serious, we’re seriously onto something)

(S-E-R-I-O-U-S) This love is serious (everybody knows I’m mad for you)
(S-E-R-I-O-U-S) You get me seriously out of my mind
(S-E-R-I-O-U-S) And I am so into us (let no one get hold of you)
(S-E-R-I-O-U-S) Baby, you’re mine (you’re seriously fine)
Cause this love is serious

We’re seriously onto something
It’s serious

(I’m goin’ to need the doctor)

written by Gwen Stefani, Dallas Austin, Linda Perry

I can’t imagine how hard it must be to be you
Adopting all your history, it’s hard being me too
Are your secrets where you left them?
Cause now your ghosts are mine as well
I think it’s time I met them
And I think it’s time you tell

And you should have told me when you met me
All these things I should know
And I should have asked
We should have talked about this so long ago

It’s not fair, it’s not fair, and don’t leave me here
Oh, how’s this happening to me? It feels so lonely here

We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next? You never know
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next? You never know

Now we share the closet, now you’ve let me come inside
And now you’re finally undressing and I feel like I might die
The damage is infectious; the confession is too late
And how can I accept this? How is this happening to me?

It’s not fair, it’s not fair, help me come up for air
Oh, how’s this happening to me? It feels so lonely here

We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next? You never know
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next? You never know
You never know
You never know

All of your secrets
All your lies
All of it

We are in a mess, a danger zone
(I am completely paralyzed)
What will happen next? You never know
(I’ve crashed a thousand times)
We are in a mess, a danger zone
(Since we last talked)
What will happen next? You never know

(I don’t deserve this)
We are in a mess, a danger zone
(I didn’t know what was going to happen)
What will happen next? You never know
(How could you do this?)
We are in a mess, a danger zone
(How could this be happening to me?)
What will happen next? You never know

written by André Benjamin, Gwen Stefani

We’ve got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We’ve got a long way to go
It’s beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer

Her/his skin wasn’t the same color as mine
But she/he was fine, she/he was fine
If all men are made equal, then
She/he was fine, she/he was fine
Up until the time we went out on a date
I was fine, I was fine
Now I’m getting dirty looks, I wonder what they’d say
If we were blind, we were blind people

We’ve got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We’ve got a long way to go
It’s beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer

We’ve got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We’ve got a long way to go
It’s beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer

Beauty is beauty, whether it’s black or white
Yellow or green, baby, you know what I mean
What if Picasso only used one color?
There shouldn’t be a rule how to choose your lover
Lovers in love is such a wonderful thing
Maybe in time we’ll get together and sing
I really hope so, there’s nothing wrong with this picture
We got a long way to go, we gotta get there quicker

We’ve got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We’ve got a long way to go
It’s beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer

We’ve got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We’ve got a long way to go
It’s beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer

What color is love?
What color is love?
What color is love?

We’ve got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We’ve got a long way to go
It’s beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer

We’ve got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We’ve got a long way to go
It’s beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer

“…that ALL men are created equal…”
“Children will one day live in a nation…”
“…where they will not be judged by…”
“…by the color of their skin…”
“…but by the content of their character…”
“This will be the day when ALL of God’s children…”
“…will be able to sing with a new meaning…”
“…not only that…”

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Variation on original track, but lyrical changes not included here.