Um, um, I, I do really love you It's you I'm in love with It's not what you are It's not how you treat me Or your fancy car But there's something about you I keep yearning for I, I do really love you Just thinking about you

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

I ain't your baby no more And we both hope there's something But we bo-both keep fronting And it's a closed discussion And I'm thinking "Damn, if these walls could talk" Well, they'd be like "Shit is crazy right?" Been about three days and I'm comin' back

It's your love Oh, it's a beautiful thing Don't think I can keep it all in It just does something to me It sends a shock right through me I can't get enough And if you wonder About the spell I'm under Oh it's your love

Truth, the truth, the truth about love is I think it just may be perfect The only person of my dreams I never ever ever ever been this happy But now something has changed And the truth about love is it's all a lie I thought you were the one, and I hate

Let it kiss you some stars out of the sky Get carried away like some deep river rolling Tonight, I wanna be your cowboy lullaby There's just something about horses That can touch you deep down in your soul You and me can do that tonight and Underneath

'Cause I believe in karma You should try a little harder And you believe in drama Or karma's gonna come for you You can talk that talk but it all comes back around I'll give you something, something to talk about I don't know who you think you are Or

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

Unravel me, unravel I know you're trying But you'll never unravel me Something in the sun or the air Is making me wanna run away from here I know that you want me to stay with you, but no So I'll keep on making excuses about the sun, the earth, the rays

Get high, hit the floor before you go. Matador, estocada, you’re my blood sport. Forty-eight thousand seats bleats and roars for my memories of you, Something good, oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now. But something good