That could still be us Wish I could say it don't get to me but it does And I know I probably think about you way too much But that's because And it still is sometimes at night when my eyes are shut Wide awake staring at my phone Who's gonna give in

Let the good times roll I don't care if you're young or old So let the good times roll Don't sit there mumblin', talkin' trash Go out and get together, let the good times roll Let them roll, let them roll Let them roll, let them roll all night long Hey,

We're the greatest No one does it like we do Say you want this too Say you need this too No one get's it like we do Kills it like we do Gets it like we do Somebody somewhere driving in their car is crying out Forever running from the truth, sometimes all

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

All night, love all night Practice makes perfect, gonna get it right Gonna get it right, one night at a time Let's take our love, one night at a time Oh, I think about you all day long It feels so good, it can't be wrong I got my fingers crossed that

Well now he's back in the atmosphere One without a permanent scar and did you miss me while you were Looking for yourself out there Did you finally get the chance to dance Along in the light of day yeah Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken

It's just so hard to forget ya Something about ya It's hard to forget ya We're stuck here forever Something about ya, 'bout ya (When I think about it) Since I tasted you I got a craving Shaking in the heat of the night Oh, yeah, baby you got me

Lay back and suffer now I get tired of the heart attacks Every time it rains Put myself on the waiting list And get it all cleared up You're the one with the attitude Don't try and make me out To be the root of the evil and A whole lot other stuff

There's something inside me You all stare, but you'll never see I can't die Have you ever seen God? Hands on my face overbearing I can't get out Hands on my face overbearing I can't There's something in you I despise Maze, psychopathic daze, I create