How does it feel babe If you don't catch me now I can't stop falling down Just one more night and the devil's got my soul How does it fell babe To taste sweet revenge Do you want me on my knees To let me feel your strength Don't be cruel, can't you see

Don't leave me low, don't leave me low Don't leave me low, don't let me go Don't f me up, don't f me up Don't make me beg Soak you up, wring me out Leave me dry a hundred times just to turn me down Push me down to make sure that I Got a taste, got a

We all have a hunger We all have a hunger (we all have a hunger) Tell me what you need, oh, you look so free The way you use your body, baby, come on and work it for me Don't let it get you down, you're the best thing I've seen We never found the answer

You can't buy love, but you can make it You can't make sunshine, but you can make love When life gives you lemons They pour down from the heavens This is what you've got to do Make some lemonade Drink it in the shade Don't let a bad day get to you You

Born on the bayou Born on the bayou. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Now when I was just a little boy standin' to my Daddy's knee My Poppa said son don't let the man get you do what he done to me 'Cause he'll get you 'cause he'll get you now now. I can

And sit up there You've gotta let me down again I'm glad that we have found the end I've gotta find myself a friend Don't want to settle for the wrong life Don't want to hurt until I cave I reason constantly, and question why I once cared Forward in line

Andante, Andante (I am your music and I am your song) Make me sing, make me sound (You make me sing and you make me) Tread lightly on my ground Oh please don't let me down I'm your music I'm your song Play me time and time again and make me strong

Oh, it's so traumatic I've got these secrets I keep Is it obvious They've got me down on my knees Yeah, just let me go I keep reliving the scene I can see right where you are You don't need to hide in the dark

I drink to that, yeah yeah Don't let the bastards get ya down Turn it around with another round There's a party at the bar Cheers to the freakin' weekend Yeah yeah yeah Oh let the Jameson sink in Everybody putcha glasses up and I drink to that (yeah yeah

Daylight come and we don't wanna go home Dayo, me say dayo Yeah so, we losin' control Turn the lights low 'cause we about to get blown Let the club shut down (We won't go, oh, oh, oh) From the window (from the window) To the wall (to the wall) This club