When the little sensation gets in your way Isn't it amazing you can do anything Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish No ambition whisperin' over your shoulder Temporary towers soar Til there are no stars anymore If there's a goal that everyone

Mash it up now That's exactly what we gonna do Make it good You are so beautiful You are so wonderful And you can make your dreams Make them come true You get through everything And cast a laugh and sing

We we, tryna get rich as fast as we can (Your girl's with me) You fucking with a boss I don't care 'bout what it cost (And she ain't tryna leave) I'll fuck you like you want (She got a thing for me) Girl tell me what you want (She know I keep it G) The

Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into But she covered her mouth and her face got red And she just

We own the night When we are together its the time of our lives We can do whatever, be whoever we'd like Don't have to worry about nothing We own the night! (ah-ah-oh) Spend the weekend dancing 'cause when we sleep when we die We own the night!

It's gonna be a long one But I'm paying my way I'll be working all night long Well, you can't just get what you want Without a little work a day And you can't just stick out your hand No, it doesn't work that way And there's not much joy in the work

'Nother round, fill 'er up, This is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab

Go ahead and jump I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Ah, can't you see what I mean? Ah, might as well jump Might as well jump (jump) I get up, and nothin' gets me down

It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation And it's getting more and more absurd Why can't we talk it over Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word What have I gotta do What have I gotta do to make you love me? What have I gotta do to

A crack in the surface A flaw in the plan (Plans we made together, almost buried in the sand) A cadence imperfect Like a building condemned (Can we indemnify ourselves if we don't face what we're against) A sinking ship, an awkward kiss A chance to set