Get a little excited (I get a little excited) Baby, when I think about you When I think about you Get a little self-conscious (I get a little self-conscious) Yeah, when I think about you, babe I get a little bit nervous (I get a little bit nervous) Get a

It's your love Oh, it's a beautiful thing Don't think I can keep it all in It just does something to me It sends a shock right through me I can't get enough And if you wonder About the spell I'm under Oh it's your love

I'll dot your I's and cross your fuckin' T's (Bring it!) There ain't nothin' in this world for free There's not a man, not a man I believe Give a rat's ass what you think about me I give a shit, don't give a shit about anything This is the man that I'm

Well she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind that's running 'round. Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales, That's all she ever thinks about. When I'm sad she comes to me With a thousand smiles she gives to me free. Said, "It's all right, take

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again and I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

We were too damn young to know any better Every time my feet are danglin' in the water I can't help but think about her Lyin' there with her wet hair Didn't know what we were doin' but we didn't care That old wooden dock was warm on our backs A t-shirt

I just can't get you I can't getcha offa my mind And I can't getcha off No I can't getcha off Ooh, you've got a way about you That's shakin' me offa my vine Oooh, you've got a way about you And don't you think it's way past time Only you can put it where

Someone like you makes it hard to live without Somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never think about myself Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe If I listened long enough to you I'd

I'm run, yeah like my mind Nothing to lose, nothing to lose Not enough time, oh I got So much to lose, I'm losing my mind I'm losing my mind, oh my mind I'm run, yeah, I'm run, yeah Don't know why I wanna make it even harder I'll think about us some

Think about the place where you first met me No, nothing good starts in a getaway car We were flyin’, but we'd never get far Don't pretend it's such a mystery We're ridin' in a getaway car There were sirens in the beat of your heart Should've known I'd