You're gonna need somebody on your bond Tellin' everybody they're gonna need somebody on their bond You're gonna need somebody on your bond child When it's late 'round midnight and old man Death comes slippin' into the room You take Mary and Martha

Yeah that’s how we do it round here. We find a little spot on the edge of town Twist off, sip a little, pass it around Temptation in my ear It’s a feeling alright, Saturday night And that’s how we do it round here. Dance in the dust turn the radio up And

Yeah, breakin' up the house They're breakin' up the house Yeah, they're breakin' up the house And if they don't have a meetin' Yes, they're breakin' up the house If they don't have a meetin' Over in the house every night I bet they have a meetin' and

That same old song (woah oh) Ride with us on Friday night See if we don't burn it up See if we ain't crankin' Hank Sippin' on a little somethin' strong I hear there's folks Tired of us talking about dirt roads Tailgates, tan lines and corn rows It sounds

I'mma tell you what you need to know I'mma tell you what you need to hear Cause the truth would be too much Yeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be I wish that I could open twice, sit down at the open mic Go back to the day before I became

For the victims of a longing The grave of our youth is up ahead And life has become a burden We move in circles of suppressed despair Waiting for the sun And turning stones to find evidence But it hides in the recesses of our hearts A written decree of

Flash! Ah-ah He'll save every one of us Savior of the universe (Seemingly, there is no reason for these extraordinary intergalactical upsets) (What's happening, Flash?) (Only Doctor Hans Zarkov, formerly at NASA, has provided any explanation) He's a

Aimer, c'est voler Alors vous faites le meilleur mais ne me comprenez pas Aimer, s'envoler Vous aimez des gens qui ne vous méritent pas Vous aimez des gens qui ne vous mérite pas Oh non non non, yeah yeah Oh non non non, oh, oh no no Maman voudrait

Se siente, hey yeah yeah yeah (Se siente) Que la tierra tiembla (Se siente) Con todo el sabor Se siente, que es pura sabrosura (Mi gente) Ya no puedo parar Ya no puedo parar (Mi gente) Ya no puedo parar Colombia, woah woah

Drop the beat and play it again Play it again yeah DJ play my song on the radio Lifts me up when I’m feeling low DJ spin it back If you feeling me The 808 track is all I need Watch me take it up, then I break it down I don’t play sports, but it’s a