Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

I've missed you very, very much since that last night we were together And will hold that night especially in my memories for years to come I've been turning it over and over in my mind lately I've read your letter through at least four times And will

Are you there? You there? You there? Hello? You there? Ring ring (calling late night for ya) Are you there? (they gon' make up on ya) Hello? (I am hopping on the way ya) Real talk, you got me going crazy No more late night Ubers, baby I'm not coming to

This is my blues 'Cause I'm back down on my own again This is the blues I'm playing Yes it's the final thing When the nights is cold and lonely Was it the money that made me a savage? Poppin' them percs and I made it a habit Totin' them pictures and

Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright The sun will shine by day and all the stars at night Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day That's the island greeting that we send to

Night and stars above that shine so bright The myst'ry of their fading light That shines upon our caravan Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep Across the sand so I may keep The mem'ry of our caravan This is so exciting You are so inviting Resting in my arms

When the smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before This is the place

My music at work Everything is bleak It's the middle of the night You're all alone and The dummies might be right No matter what you heard You feel like a jerk Avoid trends and cliches Don't try to be up to date

Come um um um um um, baby, bottoms up I'm singin', I'm dancin' most every night Let's do this bottle right I've been sitting here 'bout half the night Oh, mama, fill my cup up Said I came to waste some time I think I'm gonna jump up And I want to do that