Lyrics of Smooth

Okay this it
It seems to me that i need a break from you, from myself
It don't matter no more now who's to tell
Everybody may think i'm wrong
But i'm the one who'll be laughing 'till the break-o-dawn
Gotta plan, his name is stan
Believe it or not he dealt me a real good hand
Well you know i don't mind where this plane may take me
'cause i ain't got no worries, i'm ready
Gotta run, gotta get away
Come back on another day
Tomorrow ain't so far away
I'll be smooth like butter baby
Hey man! here i am
Away from the city
And its urban sounds
Snap shot! feet in the sand
Can't stop laughing even when the sun's gone down
Some say this way
I guess i'll make my mind up on another day
So stan, what's the plan?
Have you come around
To deal me another hand?
Well ou know i don't mind the walking
And i certainly don't mind the running