Everybody wanna steal my girl Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one 'cause she belongs to me Everybody wanna take her heart away Na na na na na na Alright (alright) Na na na na na na (alright) Na na na na na na (oh, yeah) Na na, she

The words I hear are of scrambled letters Guess it's been there for years It never let me know I was alright What you wanted was impossible to define What you wanted was a mystery to me It's hard to believe You could be such a disease I can no longer

It's gonna be alright Through the darkest night This is a song - for the lonely Can you hear me tonight Can you hear this prayer When you're standing on the edge of nowhere There's only one way up So your heart's got to go there

This is my fight song Take back my life song Prove I'm alright song My power's turned on I'll play my fight song And I don't really care if nobody else believes 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me Like a small boat On the ocean

Rainy night in Georgia I believe it's rainin' all over the world Hoverin' by my suitcase Tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night A heavy rain is fallin' Seems I hear your voice callin', "It's alright" Neon signs flashin' Taxi cabs and buses

But it's alright, yeah it's alright, said it's alright Your heart has never been broken Your pride has never been stolen Not yet, not yet, one of these days I'll bet, I'll bet, I'll bet, I'll bet One of these days Easy for you to say I bet your heart 'll

You're still an innocent Oh, who you are is not where you've been It's alright, just wait and see Your string of lights is still bright to me It's okay, life is a tough crowd Thirty two and still growin' up now Who you are is not what you did I guess you

Taking my time, let the world turn I'm gonna do it my way, it'll be alright If we burn it down and it takes all night Born in a hurry, always late Haven't been early since '88 Texas is hot, I can be cold Grandma cried when I pierced my nose Good in a

It's fighting back them butterflies It's call it in the air, alright Yes sir, we want the ball And it's knocking heads and talking trash It's slinging mud and dirt and grass It's I got your number, I got your back When your back's against the wall You

Alright, nigga, no more fun and games, let's go (oh fuck) You, you set the standard for (what, me?) the future generation Liar, yeah, listen Slum village with the feeling, get a beat I bet you I'ma kill it (kill it) Huh, you ain't ready for the realest