Well now mean ain’t in my nature

But trouble meet my company

You might call them strangers

Well they awfully friendly to me

I’ve been living off that two tone

 Colour called memory

So makes sure the inks in

 deep

Oh now when did the world turn off baby

Cause I need to know

She said ol’ Guss believe me

Your good times are dead and gone

But I got the strangest feeling oh oh

That we’re gonna be fine

And all of your disposition 

Is just your state of mind

 

So are you staying or are you leaving

Cause you alone must decide

You might call me crazy

 Well I’m not the crying all night

Best of all intentions

 What is life without the risk? 

What goods a runway without lift?

Ooh now when did the world turn off baby?

Cause I need to know

She said ol’ Gus believe me

Your good times are dead and gone

But I got the strangest feeling oh oh

That we’re gonna be fine

And all of your disposition is just your state of mind

Oh ooh oh oh

Oh ooh oh oh