I'm gonna stand on a rooftop, climb up a mountaintop Baby, scream and shout I want to sing it on the radio, show it on a video Baby, leave no doubt I want the whole world to know just what I'm all about I love to love you out loud I have always been a

You can’t hide from me There ain’t no tricks that you can try on me I know your every move before you even breathe baby Thinking you know something I don’t know but my eyes, my eyes, my eyes Like a telescope You left your troubles in my head, in my head

You know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) I know you want me One-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Ella quiere su rumba (¿cómo?) Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix

These models inspired him To write some of the greatest music Of the romantic era Johannes Brahms is often mentioned In the same breath as Bach and Beethoven Once during a rehearsal Brahms said with great conviction:

And I'd daydream in school with far away eyes Living the words of the radio songs Making my plans someday to take the stage With a rock and roll band And I would play in the light of a thousand smiles Spreading through the towns, spreading through the

We gonna burn all afternoon like it's something to smoke So baby I don't know about you but I'm ready to roll We got some laid back country tunes on the radio We gotta whole lot of nothing to do and no where to go Girl I've been at work all week Fingers

It's what you feel now Dead from the neck up We thought you had it in you But no, no, no What you ought to One two three four Wakey wakey Rise and shine It's on again, off again, on again

Our love will remain real and true And cold depths of space It's a love real and true The radio sings our song When the sun dies And the stars fade from view Through the distant When the sun dies (when the sun dies) Through the distant (through the

Until it disappeared And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust I held on as tightly as you held onto me There is a house built out of stone Wooden floors, walls and window sills

Don't go crying to your mama Ain't it fun Living in the real world So what are you gonna do Being all alone 'Cause you're on you're own, in the real world 'Cause you're on your own, in the real world When the world don't orbit around you Ain't it good