I know the desert can't hold all the love That I feel in my heart for you, yeah If I could spread it out across the sea I know my love would cork it up Ain't that a lot of love For one heart to hold? If the bees only knew how sweet you are, baby They would seal up their honey comb If the birds could hear how sweet your voice is They would tighten up the song Ain't that a lot of love For one heart to hold? Your lips are so sweet Honey, you're my every need You got a smile so rare A love like yours I just can't compare Ain't that a lot of love For one heart to hold? Ain't that a lot of love For one heart to hold? If the cook in the kitchen had a touch as hot as yours They wouldn't need a fire I can't think of a word that describes you better Than the sky above Ain't that a lot of love For one heart to hold? Yeah, ain't that a lot of love Ain't that a lot of love For one heart to hold? One heart to hold One heart to hold One heart to hold Ain't that a lot of love One heart to hold? For one heart to hold Ain't that a lot of love Ain't that a lot of love For one heart to hold? One heart to hold Oh that's a lot of love Lot of love Sounds like a lot of love For one heart to hold For one heart to hold

Well, a twister tore the roof off a grocery store Blew an Idaho potato through the hardwood floor Twirled granny's apron up around her head The cat's still missin' and the dog is dead. Well, ain't love a lot lot that Ain't love a lot like that UnconditionL, unpredictable Ain't love a lot like that? --- Instrumental --- Just like Moses and the Red Sea water A little bit of faith and the ring I bought her I hit my knees and she took my hand And she lead my heart to the promised land. Ain't love a lot lot that Ain't love a lot like that UnconditionL, unpredictable Ain't love a lot like that? --- Instrumental --- Well, the honeymoon's over and the work begun My baby say I'm gettin' on her nerves again One false move and an angry shout I'm sleepin' all olone on the fold out couch. Ain't love a lot lot that Ain't love a lot like that UnconditionL, unpredictable Ain't love a lot like that? --- Instrumental --- Ain't love a lot that Now ain't love a lot like that UnconditionL, unpredictable Ain't love a lot like that? UnconditionL, unpredictable Ain't love a lot like that? --- Instrumental --- Ain't love a lot like that?...

Baby, yeah Thinking of you I will never be blue, baby Wherever I go, and whatever I do Baby, I'll be thinking of you I will never be blue, 'cause I'm thinking of you Baby, I'll be thinking of you There've been too many rocks in my heart So many soul songs tearing me apart I need to relax and make a new start 'Cause you're the only one that gets deep in my heart (Bam!) 'Cause I'm thinking of you (Bam!) I'm thinking of you (Bam!) I will never be blue, baby (I'm thinking of ya all night long) I've had the blues, but here's the news Baby, I'll be thinking of you Yeah, I will never be blue, baby 'Cause I'm thinking of you And there's too many dreams have been blown Just a victim of circumstance, out on my own I need to relax and make a new start 'Cause you're the only one that gets deep in my heart (Bam!) 'Cause I'm thinking of you (Bam!) I'm thinking of you (Bam!) I will never be blue, baby (I'm thinking of ya all night long) That's right Baby, yeah! (Bam!), I'm thinking of you (Bam!) I'm thinking of you (Bam!) I will never be blue, blue, blue, blue (I'm thinking of ya all night long) (Bam!) I will never be blue, blue, blue, blue (Bam!) 'Cause I'm thinking of you (Bam!) Baby, yeah (Bam!) I'm thinking of you

La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la, oh, oh La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la la, la-la-la-la So now we've got our independence, uh, uh, uh, uh What are we gonna do with it Learning to play different games Already using different names 'Cause now our love bears no resemblance, uh, uh, uh, uh To what we had before When our love was good it was all that we saw When our love was good it blinded us before This real revolution baby Where you're not below me anymore, oh, oh Never never love, can never be enough Never be enough, just ain't good enough (oh, oh) yeah Never never love, can never be enough now Never be enough, oh no So now we've got our independence, uh, uh, uh, uh What are we gonna do with it Building the houses, claiming back the land Burning the bridges, cleaning up your hands 'Cause now our love bears no resemblance, uh, uh, uh, uh To what we had before Now our love has something for the future Now our love will grow the seeds to sow this real revolution This good revolution baby Where you're not below me anymore, oh, oh Never never love, will never be enough Never be enough, just ain't good enough (oh, oh) yeah Never never love, will never be enough Never be enough, oh no, no, no La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la, oh, oh La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la When our love is good We have something for the future Now our love will grow the seeds to sow this real revolution This good revolution baby Where you're not below me anymore, oh, oh (Real revolution, yeah) oh yeah, oh no, no, no, no, no It's a (real revolution yeah) so good, oh no, no, no, no, no, oh, oh (Real revolution, yeah) so real, this revolution now, now, oh, oh (Real revolution) so real this revolution now, now, now, now, now, oh, oh So real, so real, yeah, no, no, no, oh, oh, no, no, no, no

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)