Say aah (aah, aah, aah, aah) And we don't buy no drinks at the bar We pop champagne 'cause we got that dough Let me hear you say aah (aah, aah, aah, aah) Its your birthday You want me say aah (aah, aah, aah, aah) I know you thirsty

Just like they say it in the song Until the dawn, let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on Let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on You got the healing that I want Woah, there's loving in your eyes That pulls me closer It's so subtle, I'm in trouble But I'd love to be in

Makin' love faces Wouldn't it be nice if all night I was in you My hands rubbin' on your skin Let's go hard don't hold it in When I met you woman I couldn't help but notice a face so beautiful Now imagine the faces you would make If we ever made love

She treats me well Got a woman at home Now I've got a woman at home Well she's alright When everyone is wrong Let's me waste another song Stumble through the years I'll make it heaven, make it hell One day to the next

Light it up, let it out, stir it up, turning dirt to dust Slip on out where the weekend lives Put a Friday night hurt on a bottle of fifth Getting gone to the song's that the midnight's playing Put a little way out underneath these boots Kick that switch

Oh, off across the room, she sits alone... Pretty as a picture, sadder than a sad song. Well, I'll do whatever it takes, try whatever works. I can't just sit here and watch her hurt. While she's so sad, while Mr Right did her wrong, I'll give her one

I've been anticipating This is our song they're playing I want to rock with you You're feeling this right let's do this tonight(Yeah yeah) Gotta really let me know if you want me You gotta turn me on and make me feel sexy You gotta show me you've got

Just like they say it in the song Until the dawn, let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on Let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on You got the healing that I want There's loving in your eyes That pulls me closer It's so subtle, I'm in trouble But I'd love to be in

No, musical genocide I do not agree, this is not for me I will not commit, nor will I submit To, musical genocide This is not for me, I won't let it be Give me a blues song, tell the world what's wrong Singing his stories of love and pain, woah I do not

And counting our blessings 'Cause our lives ain't like a movie Or a Katy Perry song 'Cause we got friends to lean on Got no money in our pockets We're too busy getting drunk And what a time to be alive So let's hear it for the good times Let's hear it