Enuff Z’Nuff
Enuff Z’Nuff
Enuff Z’Nuff
Enuff Z’Nuff
Enuff Z’Nuff
Enuff Z’Nuff
Enuff Z’Nuff
Enuff Z’Nuff
Enuff Z’Nuff
Enuff Z’Nuff
Enuff Z’Nuff
The sound of music ringing in my ears
Ringing loud and strong for twenty years
If I would not have heard it long ago
The sound of music I would never know
All the way
Style must change
Everybody wants to dress in black
Some try to bring the devil back
Combat boots were meant to go to war
Hot mix's all I hear now anymore
All the way
Style must change
All the way
Style must change
Little children getting hooked on ways
Making life impossible for later days
Killing for some rocks stuffed in a tube
There's got to be some better things to do