Cheating on the blues tonight Let's go out and do it right Throw it into overdrive And get on down the road Shake it till the break of dawn Party till the heartache's gone We'll have us a real good time He left you - she left me Drowning in this misery

Westside in this motherfucker Westside in this motherfucker right here In this motherfucker right here Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on Last to leave, till I see everybodys gone I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor Tell me am I wrong, I

If he makes you feel like a million dollar bill Say oh oh oh, say oh oh oh! Makes you go left right up down Makes you spinning round and round Say ooh oh oh oh, say ooh oh oh oh! This way about his love Say oh oh oh oh, say ooh oh oh oh! If you feel good

I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up Ain't got no tears left to cry So I'm pickin' it up, pickin' it up (oh yeah) Right now, I'm in a state of mind Yeah, we turnin' it up Comin' out, even when it's rainin' down Oh, I just want you to come with me

All are gone, all but one No contest, nowhere to run No more left, only one This is it, this is the countdown to extinction Endangered species, caged in fright Shot in cold blood, no chance to fight The stage is set, now pay the price And ego boost,

It's not the same without your love Every night and every day, girl It's late at night, nothin's feelin' right Since you've gone away I think I know why you left this time, But it's still hard to say I nearly lost it, when he came around you Now I'm

Lay in the atmosphere A casual affair (Hush-hush, don't you say a word) A casual affair Hey, a casual affair That could go anywhere And only for tonight Take any moment, any time A lover on the left A sinner on the right

(Yeah, yeah, yeah do the harlem shuffle) You move it to the left Yeah, and you go for yourself You move it to the right Yeah, if it takes all night Now take it kinda slow With a whole lot of soul Don't move it too fast You make it last

I hate to say it but I told you so Told you if you left that you were goin' be miserable Guess he don't do it like me Or else you wouldn't be Runnin' back to the past it was you that left me I hate to say it but you know I'm right Every time you're up

In our rockin' chairs That are going to fly by like lightning so they say These are the nights (yeah) The good times that we left the wild side out to play These are the Sunday mornings We talked to the Lord, get right with the man upstairs Get back to