Good morning little god I see you've come for me again With a noose between your teeth You are not my friend Pouring little cups of tea Humming a little tune You sit across from me And fill my little room

I got all these J’s rolled up And got all these drinks poured up I bought all these bottles up in this club Came here with all of my dawgs But I’m tryna leave with you and your friends Yeah, tryna leave with you and your friends You and your friends You

Let's play ball Play, play, play ball Listen, pick me up Fill my cup Pour me another round Come on man, mix in the sin Come in and join the crowd I said, it's party time When I'm on the loose

Une fois arrivé, tu sais c'qu'il va se passer Si moi j'ai payé, c'est pas pour te regarder Tu te déshabilles pendant qu'j'roule un dernier joint D'abord masse-moi l'dos et ensuite j'm'occupe de toi T'as cru qu'on allait s'raconter nos vies jusqu’à quand?

I saw the news this morning And saw your face across the screen And as I poured my coffee, I picked up a magazine But as I turned the page And looked inside There you were again (there you were) Oh these lonely times

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

Light a roman candle with me. Just a roman candle. Just a perfect apple. Oh I know, it goes on, it gets old Light a roman candle with me Just a roman candle, you can wear your sandals And I'll pour you just one cup of tea. Then you can go and rest You

Yeah, it's a good, good, good to be alive It's a crazy, perfect, messed up, beautiful ride This world could throw me anything with you by my side Gonna find us a couple of glasses Gonna pour us a bottle of wine There ain't no better way to get this Long

Pour some sugar on me Ooh in the name of love Pour your sugar on me Love is like a (bomb) Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet Break the bubble, break it up C'mon fire me up Ooh I can't get enough

Waiting, waiting, waiting Whiskey in my hand Staring out the window For one more second chance Hoping headlights Come pouring round the bend Saying baby wait Up I'm coming home I'm still all alone