I get a good feeling, yeah Oh, sometimes Get a feeling that I never, Never, never, never had before, no no

Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky, stormy weather Yeah, since my girl and I ain't together, keeps rainin' all the time Life is bare, gloom and misery everywhere, stormy weather Yeah, just can't get my poor self together; oh, I'm weary all the

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Party people say, party people say, "Aye It's a new day, it's a new day" World is gettin' ready, everybody's ready, yeah! For a new day, for a new day, Celebrate and say Oh, oh, A-K! Celebrate and say aye, aye, aye, aye aye (aye) There's a feeling that I

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, we on the way up (way up) Uh, oh, they don't want it man Uh, oh, they don't want it, I promise I went from boy to a man, wow (man) Opposition had to stand down And I had to make a perfect plan, now I'm on the wave (Wave, wave, wave)

We're gonna be alright Baby you just gotta make up your mind Oh Oh yeah, oh oh yeah Baby, don't you know All o'them tears gon' come and go That every little thing is gonna be alright We decide it Baby don't you know

Way down we go And way down we go Say way down we go Father tell me, we get what we deserve Oh Oh we get what we deserve You let your feet run wild Time has come as we all oh, go down Yeah but for the fall oh, my Do you dare to look him right in the eyes?

Way down we go And way down we go Say way down we go Father tell me, we get what we deserve Oh Oh we get what we deserve You let your feet run wild Time has come as we all oh, go down Yeah but for the fall oh, my Do you dare to look him right in the eyes?

My heart, my heart Kick start my heart Kick start my heart, give it a start Kick start my heart, hope it never stops Oh, yeah, baby When I get high I get high on speed Top fuel funny car's A drug for me

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy