| Song | Don't Know Where To Start |
| Artist | Brian McKnight |
| Album | Superhero |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kevin Gilliam & Nathaniel Hale & Brian McKnight | |
| 作词 : Gilliam, Hale, McKnight | |
| Midnight at the valet | |
| He already knows he got to keep me up front | |
| Head-nod to security | |
| Holdin' back the crowd as he opens the rope | |
| Hear the fella's spittin' hate-orade | |
| Before my crew can even get through the door | |
| It's alright, 'cause it's the weekend | |
| And there's a party, for sure | |
| All the shorty's are here tonight | |
| Just left the shop, and my wig is tight | |
| I might not dance but maybe I might | |
| Everything's gonna be alright | |
| There's a coupla things up in here | |
| The music's bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature's risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There's so much goin' on | |
| I don't know where to start | |
| I don't know where | |
| I don't know where | |
| I don't know where to start | |
| Inside, I see the Lakers and Clippers | |
| Everybody says: Whoo | |
| 'Cause they know I got pro-range | |
| And a handle that can shake you from go | |
| Thank God it's Friday | |
| And a fresh one just poured me a drink | |
| Now I know what they meant | |
| When they say it's good to be the king | |
| All the shorty's are here tonight | |
| Just left the shop, and my wig is tight | |
| I might not dance but maybe I might | |
| Everything's gonna be alright | |
| There's a coupla things up in here | |
| The music's bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature's risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There's so much goin' on | |
| I don't know where to start | |
| I don't know where | |
| I don't know where | |
| I don't know where to start | |
| Tonight, I don't mind playin' | |
| I ain't been in here lately | |
| Look at all these fine ladies | |
| I'm about to go blind | |
| Look at all the junk she's packin' | |
| I'm about to blow a gasket | |
| Man, I'm glad I brought some plastic | |
| I can cover my head | |
| Let me regain my composure | |
| I don't want to look like Rover | |
| Make my eye contact, it's over | |
| I might contact two this time | |
| 'Cause tonight I'm livin' in a fantasy | |
| My own little nasty world | |
| Tonight, I gotta find me a freak | |
| My own little nasty girl | |
| There's a coupla things up in here | |
| The music's bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature's risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There's so much goin' on | |
| I don't know where to start | |
| There's a coupla things up in here | |
| The music's bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature's risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There's so much goin' on | |
| I don't know where to start | |
| I dont know where | |
| I dont know where | |
| I dont know where | |
| Don't know where to start |
| zuo qu : Kevin Gilliam Nathaniel Hale Brian McKnight | |
| zuo ci : Gilliam, Hale, McKnight | |
| Midnight at the valet | |
| He already knows he got to keep me up front | |
| Headnod to security | |
| Holdin' back the crowd as he opens the rope | |
| Hear the fella' s spittin' hateorade | |
| Before my crew can even get through the door | |
| It' s alright, ' cause it' s the weekend | |
| And there' s a party, for sure | |
| All the shorty' s are here tonight | |
| Just left the shop, and my wig is tight | |
| I might not dance but maybe I might | |
| Everything' s gonna be alright | |
| There' s a coupla things up in here | |
| The music' s bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature' s risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There' s so much goin' on | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| I don' t know where | |
| I don' t know where | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| Inside, I see the Lakers and Clippers | |
| Everybody says: Whoo | |
| ' Cause they know I got prorange | |
| And a handle that can shake you from go | |
| Thank God it' s Friday | |
| And a fresh one just poured me a drink | |
| Now I know what they meant | |
| When they say it' s good to be the king | |
| All the shorty' s are here tonight | |
| Just left the shop, and my wig is tight | |
| I might not dance but maybe I might | |
| Everything' s gonna be alright | |
| There' s a coupla things up in here | |
| The music' s bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature' s risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There' s so much goin' on | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| I don' t know where | |
| I don' t know where | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| Tonight, I don' t mind playin' | |
| I ain' t been in here lately | |
| Look at all these fine ladies | |
| I' m about to go blind | |
| Look at all the junk she' s packin' | |
| I' m about to blow a gasket | |
| Man, I' m glad I brought some plastic | |
| I can cover my head | |
| Let me regain my composure | |
| I don' t want to look like Rover | |
| Make my eye contact, it' s over | |
| I might contact two this time | |
| ' Cause tonight I' m livin' in a fantasy | |
| My own little nasty world | |
| Tonight, I gotta find me a freak | |
| My own little nasty girl | |
| There' s a coupla things up in here | |
| The music' s bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature' s risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There' s so much goin' on | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| There' s a coupla things up in here | |
| The music' s bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature' s risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There' s so much goin' on | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| I dont know where | |
| I dont know where | |
| I dont know where | |
| Don' t know where to start |
| zuò qǔ : Kevin Gilliam Nathaniel Hale Brian McKnight | |
| zuò cí : Gilliam, Hale, McKnight | |
| Midnight at the valet | |
| He already knows he got to keep me up front | |
| Headnod to security | |
| Holdin' back the crowd as he opens the rope | |
| Hear the fella' s spittin' hateorade | |
| Before my crew can even get through the door | |
| It' s alright, ' cause it' s the weekend | |
| And there' s a party, for sure | |
| All the shorty' s are here tonight | |
| Just left the shop, and my wig is tight | |
| I might not dance but maybe I might | |
| Everything' s gonna be alright | |
| There' s a coupla things up in here | |
| The music' s bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature' s risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There' s so much goin' on | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| I don' t know where | |
| I don' t know where | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| Inside, I see the Lakers and Clippers | |
| Everybody says: Whoo | |
| ' Cause they know I got prorange | |
| And a handle that can shake you from go | |
| Thank God it' s Friday | |
| And a fresh one just poured me a drink | |
| Now I know what they meant | |
| When they say it' s good to be the king | |
| All the shorty' s are here tonight | |
| Just left the shop, and my wig is tight | |
| I might not dance but maybe I might | |
| Everything' s gonna be alright | |
| There' s a coupla things up in here | |
| The music' s bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature' s risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There' s so much goin' on | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| I don' t know where | |
| I don' t know where | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| Tonight, I don' t mind playin' | |
| I ain' t been in here lately | |
| Look at all these fine ladies | |
| I' m about to go blind | |
| Look at all the junk she' s packin' | |
| I' m about to blow a gasket | |
| Man, I' m glad I brought some plastic | |
| I can cover my head | |
| Let me regain my composure | |
| I don' t want to look like Rover | |
| Make my eye contact, it' s over | |
| I might contact two this time | |
| ' Cause tonight I' m livin' in a fantasy | |
| My own little nasty world | |
| Tonight, I gotta find me a freak | |
| My own little nasty girl | |
| There' s a coupla things up in here | |
| The music' s bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature' s risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There' s so much goin' on | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| There' s a coupla things up in here | |
| The music' s bangin' loud and clear | |
| The temperature' s risin' | |
| Just about to pop | |
| There' s so much goin' on | |
| I don' t know where to start | |
| I dont know where | |
| I dont know where | |
| I dont know where | |
| Don' t know where to start |