Can I be your plus one? I could take you undercover, on the run, baby The night is young Ooh, baby, would you play my song? Ooh, baby, ever feel you're naughty for the fun baby? Now can I be your plus (plus, plus), be your plus one? I could be your plus

Desire, two souls on fire Make me feel some type of way Feel some type of way Got me feeling some type of way (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Got a chain on my heart and it's spinning in diamonds And that chain 'round your heart got me blinded You got me out here

We came to smash We came to smash smash We came to smash you smash In black tux In a black tux Ooh in the black tuxedo. You clap your hands,

Ooh oh, ooh oh Hip-Hop in the summer (What? What? What?) Don't be a bummer, babe (What? What? Yeah?) Be my undercover lover, babe, hmm (What? What? What? What? What? What? Yeah, what? What? What?) High tops in the summer (summer, what? What? What?) Don't

Back to the house at Pooh corner by one Count all the bees in the hive Chase all the clouds from the sky (chase the clouds from above) You'd be surprised there's so much to be done Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh Christopher Robin and I

Oh, you got that, I don't wanna That I don't wanna do nothing, you got that lazy love And I fall victim to that lazy love Hey you got that, I don't wanna That I don't wanna do nothing Singing ooh, said ooh, ooh lazy love Ooh my lobby call was 11:30 I'm

I bless the rains down in Africa It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do Gonna take some time to do the things we never had (ooh, ooh) I hear the drums echoing tonight But she hears only

You can't ride in my little red wagon The front seat's broken and the axel's dragin' You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like And my Tony Lomas Ooh, ah, ooh, ah So guess what? No you can't step to this backyard swagger You only love

His body and blood Sharing in common Serving Messiah ooh Serving Messiah Receive, consume This grave hill stinks of death A reek from the ground Catches whiff of the hound

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