Put your hair in the air Come on baby Let's go crazy We ain't never gonna stop Put your hair in the air (hair up) We don't care (hair up) Hair in the air, hair in the air Put your hair

Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

Bless me, bless me So that they can't curse me Mighty Jah Jah, bless me, bless me Mighty Jah Jah, bless me There are a lot of ways to do things Be blessed and ask of Jah for all things It stop your shortcomings, whoa-ho, put away your suffering Ey, you

I'm so sorry for everything All night I lay on my pillow and pray For my boss to stop me in the hallway Lay my head on his shoulder and say Son, I've been hearing good things I wake up without warning and go flying around the house In my sauvignon

I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) I'm livin' life in the fast lane Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where

I used to make a living, man Baby, baby, make me a loco PT-boat on the way to Havana Pickin' the banana. Now I'm a guide for the CIA Hooray for the USA! Baby, baby, make me a mambo. Sent to spy on a Cuban talent show First stop, Havana au go-go

Tell me love isn't true It's just something that we do Tell me everything I'm not Tell the bed not to lay Not to stare up at me Like a calf down on its knees But don't ever tell me to stop (Don't you ever tell) Don't tell me to stop

I won't stop breathing I can't believe what I've become Your world is falling at your feet Watch yourself I'm taking over The cracks in the pavement don't break my stride I step lightly Just 'cause you're breathing Don't mean you're alive

It's as simple as something that nobody knows that Her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes On the feet of the queen of the hearts of the cards And her feet are infested with tar balls and La da da da da da You go with the flow You don't stop If you would

Swayin', and prayin' That the band don't ever stop playin' Our favorite songs all night long. Oh baby don't it feel so right, Me rockin' you side to side, Just stayin' in these arms of mine, Wrapped up tight just swayin' Well they call em' the cheap