Wanna Be Loved

We all wanna be loved, yeah

We all want just a little respect

We all wanna be loved

Tell me what's wrong with that

Oh, somebody tell me

A rainy Monday afternoon

There's a funk over the city

Everybody's movin' to a different tune

Some are weak and some are strong

And some are sittin' pretty

And then there's others who are barely hanging on

It's no easy situation

People living in their separate worlds

But one thing we got in common is

We all wanna be loved

We all want just a little respect

We all wanna be loved

Tell me what's wrong with that

I've never heard a dying soul

Wish that he had taken

More time on his portfolio

I swear I've never heard a mama say

Should've never had that baby

As a doctor holds her newborn on display

It's the heavenly prescription

A little bit will go a long, long way

Just put yourself in their position, don't...

(Ahhh yeah, now this is what I call a party)

(Party people everywhere)

(Look to my left, there go my boys)

(Hold up fellows, hold up)

(Wait, hold up fellows)

Faith and hope are worth a mention

But love is holding it's position

Love is a thing that we all crave

Let's get it straight