Wanna keep you turned up, baby, keep you turned on 'Cause you're my party song I wanna keep you turned up, baby, keep you turned on You're my party song Knocking me down with that little beat you're thumpin' Keeping that king cab thumping And, girl, I

Nothing at all I just wanna lay in my bed Don't feel like picking up my phone So leave a message at the tone 'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything Ooh hoo ooh hoo Hoo ooh ooh Today I don't feel like doing anything

And even though I ball, I would trade it all To keep you in my arms, baby 'Cause, girl, your love is priceless One thing I can't afford to lose Flying in all the jets I flew, yeah But none of it don't matter, baby, no If you ain't waiting there when I

Wanna keep you turned up, baby, keep you turned on 'Cause you're my party song I wanna keep you turned up, baby, keep you turned on You're my party song Knocking me down with that little beat you're thumpin' Keeping that king cab thumping And, girl, I

The darkest days upon you Well I was caught inside the wreck never found my way out I was filled with indifference The animals they were getting tired so I sang Them a song cause they promised not to take too long Well I can't find my way back home I'll

Fallen from grace cause I been away too long Leaving you behind with my lonesome song Now I'm lost in oblivion Close, low bright eyes fading Faster than stars falling How can I tell you I failed? Tell you I failed Now I'm lost I flew beyond the sun

Take me, take me downtown Tonight, I want to forget I want lights to, blind me Play that song again, 'cause we were in love Before, before the rain began And if I cry-y, cover my ears In a deep sleep

2 places at 1 time And out of everywhere I’ve been Oh it kills me every time And my heart knows a way back home When the wind sings that old familiar song ‘Cause I’ve been all around the world I’ve seen the Northern lights Paint the sky in shades of

Sunday, Bloody Sunday How long must we sing this song? How long, how long? 'Cause tonight, we can be as one Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) I can't believe the news today Oh, I can't close my eyes

I know about popular You're only ever who you were It's not about who you are or your fancy car So catch up, 'cause you got an awful long way to go My problem, I never was a model, I never was a scholar, You were singing, all the songs I don't know