Various Artists - Fallin' lyrics

[Intro: Teenage Fanclub] Oooohh ....Travelling at the speed of love Do do da-doo [Pos] Hey yo kids, (whats up?) Remember when I used to be dope, (yeah!) I owned a pocket full of fame (But look what you're doing now), I know, Well I know I lost touch with reality, now my personality Is an unwanted commodity (believe it) Can't believe I used to be Mr Steve Austin on the mic (Six million ways) I used to run it I guess Oscar Goldman got mad Cause I got loose circuits (so loose, so loose) I be the mother goose with the eggs that seemed to be Fallin Fallin Fallin You played yourself (x4) [Dave] Hey yo pack my bags cause I'm out of here Momma don't love me and my momma don't care Read the papers, the headlines say Washed-Up Rapper Got a Song (Wawkah!) Lingo's busting while the guitar sways B-Side copy for the radio plays for something I knew I blew the whole fandango When the drum programmer wore a Kangol Never could be like baked fish won't bite bait Realize that I'm over like clover No good lucking so Mase keep the f**ing beat While the teenage fans the heat I bring it to the blues, I pay all my dues So what's gone's dead, let me use my forehead Easy pack it up man, let me stop stalling Cause everything I do is like falling Falling Falling You played yourself (x12) [OUTRO...Baby! (Baby!)...Baby (baby)...baby (baby) baby ...come on Baby wear those daisies yeah! ...look at those girls with the daisy dukes Daisy dukes..... (laughin'...)]