Walking in your dolce gabbana Look at the stars And you can see what you wanna I will be here but if you know where to call yeah I will be there when it gets dark enough for ya For ya The things that you do The things that you do It will never stop The things that you do Yeah I come out for you Yeah I come out for you Walking with the flora and fauna Running on fumes Feeling like some primadonna Not that I should But I got no reason nada (not to) Fall in your room The things I do I do for ya For ya But the stories I tell God no I am nothing like the things that I sell But a glimpse But a shell I'd never drink from that well But my lips stay sealed And you pull me in The things that you do The things that you do It will never stop The things that you do Yeah I come out for you Yeah I committa Committa