And I thank my god Go 1, 2, 3, 4, Yeah yeah you gotta Stand tall and cut away the ties Drop Balls and hold that head up high The world is fast and youth ain't gonna wait So grab a hold before it gets to late Bare your soul and strip away the cold

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by the highway in a ditch He's lookin' down kinda puzzled pokin' that dog with a stick Got his car door flung open he's standin' out on Highway 31 Like if he stood there long enough that dog'd get up and run

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

You got me high Raining on me, raining on me But you're like the summertime and it feels so good You're like the summertime and it feels so good Running round, being famous Girl, I love that you're beautiful and aimless Said why do I feel so alone? Oh, I

So if we got high, we got stoned If there was a fire, we got it on If there was a backseat, we made love That was then and that was us Me and Teddy used to burn that old Chevy All the way up to Mary Lee's One of the guy's a kinda ride or die And we were

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

I pick my poison and it's you Nothing could kill me like you do You're going straight to my head But nothing ever gets me high like this And I'm heading straight for the edge Bittersweet ecstasy that you got me in Falling deep I can't sleep tonight And

I'm on a plain I can't complain Love myself Better than you I know it's wrong So what should I do? I'll start this off Without any words I got so high that

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself