It's all right here I tell you man, It's all here for you Why would you rather be, Anywhere else with me? Wherever we are, wherever we are Check out the scenery We won the lottery

I just wanna dance with somebody Don't matter who you are, just love me the way I are It could be anybody, tell me, are you that somebody? I just wanna dance with somebody (Mula) It could be anybody, tell me, are you that somebody? (Tunechi) I'm sorry,

This is my first affair so please be kind Handle my heart with care, oh, please be kind This is all so grand my dreams are on parade If you'll just understand they'll never ever fade So tell me your love's sincere oh please be kind Tell me I needn't

I don't care anymore, I don't care anymore I don't care anymore I don't care what you say I got better things to do with my time Well you can tell everyone I'm a down disgrace Drag my name all over the place You can tell everybody 'bout the state I'm in

Even on sunny days, sunny days Paris don't compare to your smile What I have when I'm there with you Know-it-all's around me Telling me what I need They don't know enough about me I know you're probably worried So girl I try to hurry Right back to your

You're the one who plays with fire in the night, You're the one who scares people with the scythe You're the one to tell Him to ever live by, You're the Lord to shaking all alone (You're alone!) Now you left me out to drop His sight: I wasn't ready for

Better than he can I know I can treat you better Than he can And any girl like you deserves a gentleman Tell me why are we wasting time On all your wasted cryin' When you should be with me instead 'Cause I know I can treat you better I won't lie to you

My one and only love The blush on your cheek Whenever I speak Tells me that you are my own You fill my eager heart with Such desire Every kiss you give Sets my soul on fire I give myself in sweet surrender

Are you sleeping with your own regret? On your side of the bed Tell me how, how'd you get so far away? All we have left, are the memories of the love we made Your side of the bed On your side of the bed, there's a picture of our wedding day A clock that

I don't get along But on and on I get along with you I'll get along with you. With people who aren't kind With folks with only money on their minds And I don't get along with someone Who's always trying to tell me what to do Well I don't like