Drinkin' too much, drinkin' too much Since you been gone, I can't get gone enough I'm gonna drink it all 'til you're not around I'm on top of the world, I'm going down Oh, I drink and take a sip of it Feelin' like a hypocrite Go for more and I don't give

I'm getting ready to let you go Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go I have lost my self respect Oh, baby, I'm getting ready My hands shake, my heart's unsteady Oh, how I once loved you so I know all the magic's gone Wish I had a magic wand I would put a

Can't touch the bottom Oh oh the bottom In too deep She doesn't like the view On the edge He just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view A windowsill

For you and I What a time, what a time, what a time I think of the night in the park, it was getting dark And we stayed up for hours You clinged to my body like you wanted it forever Even though I know it's not so distant Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce

If I ain't dead already Ooh girl you know the reason why Yes I'm lonely wanna die In the morning wanna die In the evening wanna die My mother was of the sky My father was of the earth But I am of the universe And you know what it's worth

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh Everybody get it started I’m on top of the world, what a feeling No one told me what I could be Now I’m walking on air, what a feeling I’m undefeated, undefeated, tonight Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

J5: I found that girl Mama, oh mama, I found that girl Jermaine: Mama, I think I found that girl Jackson Five: Oooh, Oooh-Oooh-Oooh, Oooh, Oooh-Oooh-Oooh, Jermaine: Mama, blind for me now Is a new sensation Just like, you said it would be With the right

Cause nobody's sad on a Saturday night. Winner's and loser's we got each other The world looks better in neon lights Some Johnny Cougar, some southern comfort It goes whoa whoa here we go rock&roll rodeo The world looks better in neon lights Working all

To my sweet home Chicago Back to the land of California Oh, baby don't you want to go? Baby don't you want to go? Now one and one is two Two and two is four I'm heavy loaded, baby I'm booked, I gotta go Cryin' baby

Yea, yea, yea Wham, bam, oh Amsterdam Stone you like nothin' else can Hot damn, roll an Amsterdam If she can't, then no one else can Looking good through the window Shinin' red and blue light A little thick in the bottom But still lookin' alright, yeah