(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Though long

Gotta work me out, make it real Better lock this down, better box it up Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Just can't stop, once ain't enough Ella me tiene pegao Stuck on a feeling Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Quisiera besarla (mirala) No

I love that I hate you That I love that I hate you, I can't stop thinking about the time that you're not here It's going on without you, haven't been so bad, it's the best time of the year 'Cause I see you and I see him, you know I can't help but grin

We in the zone now, don't stop, oh oh You can keep your hands on me Touch me right there, rock my body I can't keep my hands off you Your body is my party I'm doing this little dance for you You got me so excited Now it's just me and you Your body's my

(We're higher than a motherfucker) Star ships were meant to fly Hands up and touch the sky Let's do this one more time Can't stop 'cause we’re so high Get on the floor, floor Like it's your last chance If you want more, more Then here I am

That you're in love with me I, I'm hooked on a feeling I'm high on believing All the good love When we're all alone Keep it up girl Yeah, you turn me on And I'm high on believin' I can't stop this feeling

Sorrow swallows my screams My story starts the day they said "she can't be found" the news so dark, heart stopped, I stood silent without a sound It's over, she's finished, mother lies with my father and sister too Cold-blooded, they suffered, shot down

That’s the only way I know Don’t stop 'til everything’s gone Straight ahead, never turn round Don’t back up, don’t back down Full throttle, wide open Dig a little deeper when you think you can’t dig no more You get tired and you don’t show it That's the

Gotta work me out, make it real Better lock this down, better box it up Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Just can't stop, once ain't enough Ella me tiene pegao Stuck on a feeling Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Quisiera besarla (mirala) No

And we can't stop (whoa) And we won't stop (whoa) It's our party we can do what we want It's our party we can say what we want It's our party we can love who we want We can kiss who we want We can see who we want Can't you see it's we who own the night