It's like an angel came by, and took me to heaven (It's like you took me to heaven girl) Cause when I stare in your eyes It couldn't be better That I'll never let you go Ooh no, ooh no, ooh Let the music blast We gon' do our dance Bring the doubters on

Mad sounds in your ears, they make you get up and dance They make you get up Yeah they make you get up Ooh la la la, ooh la la la Ooh la la la ooh Mad sounds in your ears, they make you feel alright They bring you back to life Love buckles under the

So precious, is yours, is mine Only one at a time I never wanna waste your time, my life And look at the time, my God My life, my life If she can't dance, then she can't ooh? I'm only comin' out to play Nothin' more that I hate in this life

Ooh la la la ooh la la la dance Ooh la la la dancing I was lost in France I was lost in France in love And I looked round for a telephone To say 'baby I won't be home' In the fields the birds were singing And the day was just beginning As I stood there

Makeba, makeba ma che bella, can I get a oooh wee Makeba, makes my body dance for you Makeba ma che bella, ooh wee Makeba, makeba ma che bella, can I get a oooh wee Makeba, makes my body dance for you I wanna hear your breath just next to my soul I wanna

Makeba, makeba ma che bella, can I get a oooh wee Makeba, makes my body dance for you Makeba ma che bella, ooh wee Makeba, makeba ma che bella, can I get a oooh wee Makeba, makes my body dance for you I wanna hear your breath just next to my soul I wanna

Is tough to face, it’s tough to face Tell me lies and lullabies This last dance, this last dance But don’t tell me to change Oh, oh, don’t give me that face Ooh, this last dance Ooh, this last dance, this last dance Don’t walk away, don’t walk away

(Ooh let's ride) Red red red red red red red red redneck Drinking that ice cold beer Talkin' 'bout girls, talkin' 'bout trucks Runnin' them red dirt roads out, kicking up dust The boys 'round here Sending up a prayer to the man upstairs Backwoods legit,

I'm gonna dance on broken glass Ey, on broken glass And I'm gonna make that ceiling crash (uh) That ceiling crash So what? Still got knives in my back So what? So I'm tied to the tracks And here I go, here I go (Ooh, ooh, ooh) yeah here I go, here I go

Ooh la la la ooh la la la dance Ooh la la la dancing I was lost in France I was lost in France in love And I looked round for a telephone To say 'baby I won't be home' In the fields the birds were singing And the day was just beginning As I stood there