Haters gon' say it's fake If you know what's good And they ain't leavin' till six in the morning (six in the morning) (If you know what's good) (If you know what's good) come on And no, this ain't the clean version Your friends, my friends All my haters

Ain't nobody Loves me better Makes me happy Makes me feel this way Loves me better than you And now we're flyin' through the stars I hope this night will last forever Oh oh oh oh Captured effortlessly

In this American dream Well I guess it all depends on you Don't tell me that the sky is the limit 'Cause it ain't about what you can do It's a who knows who And your views They say the sky is the limit They said the sky is the limit And your views (in

Silver threads and golden needles Cannot mend this heart of mine And I dare not drown my sorrows In the warm glow of your mind You can't buy my love with money 'Cause I ain't never was that kind I don't want your lonely mansion With a tear in every room

Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch) Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah) The party never ends Spent ten hours on this flight, man Told the pilot ain't no flight plans Can't believe whatever I'm saying And

'Neath the neon cross and a string of Christmas lights It's good to be back again, oh, me and my old friends Jesus and Elvis, painted on velvet Hanging at the bar here every night Lola built this joint in sixty-seven And her boy went out to fight on

I ain't gonna get dressed up, just to be your clown Ain't gonna paint this pretty face, like you paint the town I ain't wastin' good mascara, just to watch it runnin' down I could spend an hour on my makeup and my hair Shoes to tall, dress to small, and

Ain't nobody Loves me better Makes me happy Makes me feel this way Loves me better than you And now we're flyin' through the stars I hope this night will last forever Oh oh oh oh Captured effortlessly

Feel me, kill me, my back's up against the wall Your magic spell doesn't work anymore Kill me, kill me, that's what You've got to face, my friend (my friend) This ain't the end (the end) I'd love to see a different world A place where you can't find me

How long has this been going on? 'Cause I ain't quite as dumb as I seem. To break up our singing this way, But there ain't any use in pretending. It could happen to us any day. Well, if friends with their fancy persuasion Don't admit that it's part of a