I just wanna go back, back to 1999 Take a ride to my old neighborhood Wanna go back, wanna go I just wanna go back Sing "Hit me baby, one more time" Never under pressure, oh oh Ooh, wish that we could go back in time, uh Got memories Ooh, maybe we could do

'Cause I just wanna be your ex, oh oh A.K.A. the best you ever had Just call me for sex I can hear my ex callin' and I answer (Yuh) 'Cause I just want to be the one that you can't forget, yeah Uh, Uh, I can't wait for that next call in 'cause I'll answer I just

Uh oh, looks like I'm seeing more of my old man in me Oh Oh no, looks like I'm seeing more of my old man in me Not until you see Look in the mirror Who do you see? Someone familiar But surely not me For he can't be me Look how old and cold and tired and

Nothing's gonna stop us. Uh-oh, why you holding back, now? Don't you know it's time to let your inner freak out? Uh-oh (Uh oh) Not when the beat is kicking like this does Why should I care about the opinion of others? I don't wanna spend my time hiding

Huh, higher It's automatic, it's automatic Oh Oh darling you are the only one, it's automatic No one can love the way you do, it's automatic When you walk in the room you change my mood, it's automatic I don't think you know You open up my eyes, I'm alive

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away When I was a child my family would travel Down to

Sarnia, you're on my mind You're, you're in my heart It's in my pockets and in my eyes, oh, in my blood Sarnia, you been on my mind You been on my mind oh oh oh oh yea uh uh-huh See you staring at your phone Like a poker hand, hey, what you reading? You said,

And you should know, ooh, aah, when I like it a-like a-this Huh, please don't you rock my boat 'Cause I don't want my boat to be rockin' anyhow Please don't you rock my boat, no 'Cause I don't want my boat to be rockin' I'm tellin' you that, oh, ooh,

The sound of the mortars The music of death Fresh from Moscow Over Volga came to comrades aid City in despair Almost crushed by the Führer's army Oh, it's colder than Hell Hitler's forces advancing A grand symphony

Baby, I need you in my life, in my life Please, bae, don't go switching side, switching sides I swear this is where you reside, you reside Yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh, please don't throw your love away, huh Please don't throw your love away, huh Lost it, riots