Is it ever gonna be enough I remember when we we're gambling to win Everybody else said better luck next time I don't wanna bend, let the bad girls bend I just wanna be your friend More and more, more and more, more and more and more and more All the

When the seasons change I won't let you down I won't go down I'll fight through the pain I'll be there right by your side I'll never let them bring you down When it rains it pours And everybody stumbles There's a light in you

You know I love you I need your soul So happy I just want to let everybody know But in the mean time let me say what's on my mind Baby I think we've got something special Girl you and me together will take over the world That I think we've got something

I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert Gossip gossip Niggas just stop it Profit profit, nigga I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the And I'll-I'll let God decide-cide So I-I am headed

All you got to do is get together and let the good times roll Hey everybody! Let's have some fun You only live but once And when you're dead you're done So let the good times roll, I said let the good times roll, I don't care if you're young or old, You

She says wamalama bamalama rock 'n' roll is king She said wamalama bamalama rock 'n' roll is king Listen everybody let me tell you 'bout the rock 'n' roll Feel that rhythm and it's really gonna thrill your soul She said come along with me, to a land of

Don't wanna let you go Your special your one of a kind (so...) He'll try to take you from me Some things money can't buy... Everybody wants to have a girl like you But I'm the one and it's right My wish becomes his delight Your not gonna get far from me

Lady, where's your love gone? Let's go down, down low down Where I know I should not go Oh, and she thinks she's the one But she's just one in twenty-four And just 'cause everybody's doing it Does that mean that I can, too? I was looking but can't find

Oh oh oh oh 'Cause everybody's got something Something they can't hide Let it out into the open Right here, right now Please tell me that it's alright, alright, alright I wanna know In your mind then you realize you're on your own I know the feelings

Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone Look out, you've got your blinders on I'm American made apple pie Chevrolet My momma taught me wrong from right. I was born