'Cause you lift me up No I don't get down And I know, no matter how much colder Or how much I carry on my shoulders As long as I'm standing, I'll be closer 'Cause it ain't over, 'til it's over But we don't get down No we don't get down We can turn this

Life is too short to last long (Oh oh oh oh) and we'll go over and over and over Save your breath, I'm nearly Bored to death and fading fast Back on earth, I'm broken Lost and cold and fading fast And it's a long way back from seventeen The whispers turn

Watch the skeleton dance My frozen hour of death Dancing on my grave Between birth and grave On my grave Here I am alone On a journey ill My mind floats astray Over withered fields

Ten years ago I fell in love with an Irish girl She took my heart But she went and screwed some guy she knew and now I'm in Dublin with a broken heart Oh broken hearted Hoover fixer sucker guy Oh broken hearted Hoover fixer sucker, sucker guy One day

No more! (Sad songs) I'm beggin', please, don't play No more sad songs For tonight, I'm going to get my mind off it Don't care that someone's got his hands all over my body Stay out all night, go where the music's loud So I don't have to think about it,

I'm comin' over See me down at the station By the lane With my hands in my pocket Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drowning all the cares in the world When I get older Climbin' up on the back porch fence

'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby, I swear it's déjà vu Know that I can't get over you Boy, I try to catch myself But I'm out of control Your sexiness is so appealing

Y lo que veo es un mar de faldas Llego la hora de mover las nalgas Pegarte y azotarla Ahora es, sigan bailando, suéltese Y mala mía pero tu también Te mueves como para encender Y ahora vamo arriba Chica dale vamo pa encima Mamita quiero verte encendida

Houston, we got a problem It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink But I still feel like I landed on the moon 'Cause it ain't got you I got new boots covered in red dirt A "Don't Mess With Texas" t-shirt And a Lonestar

Burnin' all pollution tonight How many rivers This morning I woke up in a curfew Oh God, I was a prisoner, too Could not recognize the faces standing over me All dressed in uniforms of brutality How many rivers do we have to cross Before we can talk to