Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown

We were born to be together And it hurts like hell To be torn apart To be thrown around I could only be myself with you around Oh Oh, with you around And now there’s nothing left for me to think about Whoa, Whoa, to think about.

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown

It can't be Nashville every night With its la la oh oh oh oh ohs, Whoa-ohs and He said, 'Fuck this' and 'Fuck that' And this guy's the diplomat Stares into the blur of the tuner lights He said, 'We are what we lack' And this guy's the autodidact

Damn, I got these bitches on lock doh They drag me in the house and then they lock door They fighting for the number one spot though, whoa I got these bitches on lock doh Man have got, damn, I've got And I got, 'cause man have got 10 o'clock that man are

You're bringin' on the heartbreak Bringin' on the heartache You got the best of me Oh Oh, can't you see? Whoa, can't you see? Can't you see? You're bringin' on the heartache Takin' all the best of me Gypsy, sittin' lookin' pretty

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Keep on dancin' till the world ends To the next level, baby Baby, let me blow your mind I can't take it, take it, take no more Never felt like, felt like this before C'mon get me, get me on the floor DJ whatcha, whatcha waitin'

Whoa-oh oh oh oh oh Don't stop, make it pop DJ, blow my speakers up Till we see the sunlight TiK ToK, on the clock But the party don't stop no Tonight, Im'ma fight Yeah, you got me Woah-oh oh oh oh oh

(Why you so jealous) over me (why you so jealous?) (Why you catchin' feelings) jealousy over me (why you catchin' feelings?) Whoa, oh, oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, yeah This time's not done, but I'm drinking now Unless they find ya', intertwine with me She don't like

Oh oh oh oh oh I wanna go crazy Whoa yeah it felt good on my lips You can go crazy too I wanna go crazy with you Everybody sayin' whoa how sweet it is Whoa how sweet it is She said her name was a hand me down name From the side of a family that long ago came