The Boys always spending all their money on love You get high and fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I don't lose it tonight They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it Clone it, own it,

I was born to be somebody And this world will belong to me I'll light up the sky like lightning I'm gonna rise above Show 'em what I'm made of I was born to be I can feel it Ain't nothin' that's ever gonna stop me

Oh-oh-eh-oh-eh-oh Oh I can tell that tonight we're gonna feel like Kings of the world, ain't no way of stopping us We gotta taxi, party in the back seat Tonight, we're having a good time Being young and dumb and tudo, tudo bom Hey tudo, tudo bom, hey

I need to live a little, have some fun Take some time, waste it on number one Find a girl that brings my whole world to a stop Live a little, love a lot Stressed out, running late, racing down the interstate Spilled hot coffee down the front of my jeans

The world I love To be part of The wave, can't stop Can't stop, addicted to the shindig Chop Top, he says I'm gonna win big Choose not a life of imitation Distant cousin to the reservation Defunct the pistol that you pay for This punk, the feeling that

I want to scream "I love you" from the top of my lungs But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me You can only blame your problems on the world for so long Before it all becomes the same old song As soon as we hit the hospital I know we're gonna leave

Run wild and never look back, never look back Stand up and don't shut up The night is waiting The world is for the taking, taking No hesitating Tonight is what we make it, make it Break out, get a little loud Shout it from the rooftops now People say,

I'm gonna stand on a rooftop, climb up a mountaintop Baby, scream and shout I want to sing it on the radio, show it on a video Baby, leave no doubt I want the whole world to know just what I'm all about I love to love you out loud I have always been a

In the back of that red rag top She said please don't stop I was back in that red rag top On the day she stopped loving me I was twenty and she was eighteen We were just about as wild as we were green In the ways of the world She'd pick me up in that red

I know I'm gettin' hooked on your love Talkin' to myself, runnin' in the heat Beggin' for your touch in the middle Of the street and I -- I can't stop thinking 'bout you girl I must be living in a fantasy world I've searched the whole world over To find