The Paisley Experience

Ayy
Four, three, two, one
I was workin' part time at a five-and-dime
My boss was Mr. McGee
He told me several times that he didn’t like my kind
'Cause I lived too leisurely
I was busy doin' somethin', somethin' close to nothin'
Different than the day before
Now that’s when I saw her, woo, I saw her
She walked in through the out door, out door
She wore a raspberry beret
The kind you find at a secondhand store
It was a raspberry beret
If it was warm, she wouldn’t wear much more
It was a raspberry beret
I think I love her
Dig, if you will, a picture
Of you and I engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can you, my darlin', can you picture this?
How can you just leave me standin'
Alone in a world that’s so cold?
Maybe I’m just too demanding
Maybe I’m just like my father, too bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She’s never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like when doves cry
Woohoo
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy
Don’t have to be beautiful to turn me on
I just need your body, baby, from dusk 'til dawn
You don’t need experience to turn me out
You just leave it all up to me, I’ll show you what it’s all about
You don’t have to be rich to be my girl
You don’t have to be cool to rule my world
Ain’t no particular sign I’m more compatible with
I just want your extra time and your kiss
Woah
Hey, hey
Oh
I was dreamin' when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray
When I woke up this mornin'
Coulda sworn it was judgment day
The sky was all purple
There were people runnin' everywhere
Tryin' to run from my destruction
You know I didn’t even care (Hey, say, say)
Two-thousand-zero-zero, party over, oops, out of time
So tonight, we’re gonna party like it’s nineteen-ninety-nine (Ayy)
Two-thousand-zero-zero, party over, oops, out of time (Yeah)
So tonight, I’m gonna party like it’s nineteen-ninety-nine (Ayy)
1999 (Yeah, yeah)
1999 (Woohoo, ooh)
Don’t you wanna go?