I was broke yesterday (yeah) I was rich by the morning (the morning) Better keep up yeah, that's a foreign (yeah) Hit your girl with endurance ('durance) She like "I'm okay, (okay) 'Cause I got insurance" (yeah) Your number, won't store it Call me, I

(Oh, oh, oh) girl, I'm glad that you never did (Oh, oh, oh) lose faith in this comeback kid Just keep holding on Just call me the comeback kid I'm a new used car with a couple dents And I'll get where I'm going 'Cause I know where I've been When it all

That you're in love with me I, I'm hooked on a feeling I'm high on believing All the good love When we're all alone Keep it up girl Yeah, you turn me on And I'm high on believin' I can't stop this feeling

It's a summer paradise, crusin' with the boys and girls. Surfin' day and night, everybody shootin' the curl. Hang five, keep it alive, and lemme jump down low on the toes of the nose. Hang ten, hot-doggin' again, let's go! Are you ready? Ready-freddy?

I love it when you keep it one hunnit Run it up, run it up on em Girl we could run it up on em I just hope you dont switch up on me One hunnet, one hunnet keep it one hunnit One hunnet, one hunnet keep it one hunni. One hunnet, keep it one hunnit I just

Yankee Doodle, keep it up Yankee Doodle dandy Mind the music and the step And with the girls be handy Yankee Doodle went to town A-riding on a pony Stuck a feather in his hat And called it macaroni Father and I went down to camp

Hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady 'cause I Raised you better, gotta keep it together even when you fall apart, But this ain't my mama's broken heart Go and fix your make up girl it's, just a break up run an' I cut my bangs with some rusty

Hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady 'cause I Raised you better, gotta keep it together even when you fall apart, But this ain't my mama's broken heart Go and fix your make up girl it's, just a break up run an' I cut my bangs with some rusty

New York at night Empire high Its got me coming alive Baby you're like That Uptown something Girl you're like a model on a Soho street Walking on air like you own it That electric energy Something tells me you're gonna keep me going til the morning light

Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier ooooo child things are gonna get brighter Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then