We in the championship We was down 3-1 (I can feel it coming in the air tonight) Champions of the United States (Oh lord) (And I've been waiting for this moment for all my life) Yeah, turn me up Cruz (Oh lord) Bombin' on any of them niggas that want the

Tonight I wanna dance Tonight I wanna groove I love it we're slow dancin' together Can we wait just a minute Can you do that with you man yea Move yea yea Yea, sing it with me y'all, oh yea yea Slow it down for a minute now baby

Rasta man wheel out And know you have it there And come over here Office ease out, don’t you have no fear? Officer ease out and don’t you touch me by my hair I was yadding down the lane And I buck up in a old blue seem And he ask why my eye so red I said

Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

And I can hear the Delta callin' From the light of a distant star When Henry plays his steel guitar I can see my future and I can feel my past Remember if you can When cotton was picked by hand Down in Dixy under southern sky Working from sun to sun

Just so you know I oh Just so you know I was thinking of you I didn't mean to get physical But when he pulled in and revved it up I said you call that a pickup truck And in the moonlight I throwed him down A kicking, screaming, a rolling around A little

Here comes the knockout I'm throwing down My time is right now (Ayy ayy ayy) Turning your lights out Until the last round Go start a fire, go start a fight No regrets, this is your life Sticking out my chin

I can feel the warning signs running around my mind I don't feel down My body feels young but my mind is very old So what do you say? You can't give me the dreams that are mine anyway Half the world away, half the world away Half the world away I've been

But what good's love if it ain't a little complicated? No, it don't always go just like you hoped it would But sometimes complicated's pretty damn good Roll the window down, baby, wave goodbye To your mama standin' there in the drive From the day we met

Tear it right down to the ground We gonna tear it down, down, down now And the (heat) index rise every time around It's coming, it's coming on down, down And we can tear every little thing down And we will, just look around And you can watch us tear it