So keep on throwing your sticks and stones I'd rather fight with you all night Than never have you in my life I can't bear to let you go I can't bear to let, bear to let you go Oh Oh you left a hole in me But I don't cut easily I'm only just holding up, on

Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers (oh) 'Til I find someone I love 'Til I find someone I trust Open heart, open mind Never know who you'll find Open heart, close your eyes Can't quit, take six

You can jump right in As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby Let the music pull you in Oh Oh and lose yourself again The Southern wind sings again an island lullaby Baby powder beach under my feet has got me rolling And the breeze through

Ayy, where you from? If that coupe came with rims, I don't want it (skrrt) Stock me out (ooh, yeah,) big block me out (ooh, yeah) Robocops, they out (ayy,) put my guns in the house (12) So much cash over this way (cash) No, no droughts Bunch of alcohol,

We put the world away Oh Oh oh oh o-o-oh, oh, oh oh oh o-oh I like the summer rain I like the sounds you make We get so disconnected You are my getaway Yeah we're so disconnected You are my favourite place Tune out the static sound of the city that never sleeps

You are the one I want Oo-oo-oo, honey The one that I want You better shape up You're the one that I want Oo-oo-oo, the one I need I better shape up I got chills They're multiplying

Ooh, I don't know what to do Why don't you play the game? Last night I had a dream about you In this dream I'm dancing right beside you And it looked like everyone was having fun The kind of feeling I've waited so long Don't stop, come a little closer As

M-E-T-H-O-D-O-F-L-O-V-E Modern love It's a method of It's a method of modern love Songs old as the night Are what I've been dreamin' of Method of, method of Love, love, love

Oh, Oh, coming right behind you, swear I'm gonna find you, one of these nights One of these nights, one of these crazy old nights We're gonna find out, pretty mama, what turns on your lights The full moon is calling, the fever is high And the wicked wind

Get in, sit down, shut up and hold on Can't wait, too late, it's time to get gone (Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh, Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh) Just got paid I got a little money Aftershave and after a honey Got my name on a shot of Jack whiskey Gonna roll with me, you gotta