That you're in love with me I, I'm hooked on a feeling I'm high on believing All the good love When we're all alone Keep it up girl Yeah, you turn me on And I'm high on believin' I can't stop this feeling

Com, commotion Git, git, git, gone Traffic in the city turns my head around No, no, no, no, no Backed up on the freeway, I'm backed up in the church Everywhere you look there's a frown, frown People keep a-talkin', they don't say a word Jaw, jaw, jaw,

We gonna let it burn burn burn burn When the lights turned down, they don't know what they heard Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky 'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire, yeah we got

Here's to the farmer Here's to the farmer that plants the fields in the spring That turn from green to that harvest honey Hold one up for the banker downtown That got him on his feet with handshake money Here's to the farmer's wife That loves him every

Baby what you hiding under that halo? That little bit of rebel nobody knows That turn it up, burn it up all night Wanna do a little something wrong kind of right Bet you got a little sway hiding in those hips A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss Why

Turn the key, turn the volume up to loud Roll right, roll every window down Let the whole block know what this is about That beat is hot This is how it goes Welcome one and all to the show

I'm so, caught up But it seems she's got me twisted Got me feelin' it, caught up I don't know what it is I'm losin' control Really feelin' it, caught up This girl was mean She really turned me out My homies say this girl is crampin' my style

I can't get enough, yeah Moving my body All night long and do it again I keep turning it up, yeah The music is taking me higher I'm feeling inspired Don't want you to stop it We dance in the streets We rock to the beat

I think I'm still turning out You say I turned out fine I'm a little kid, and so are you Don't you go and grow up before I do I'm a little kid with so much doubt Do you want to be there to see how I turn out? But I'm confused Am I ready for love? Or

It's all your fault Because you were perfect You called me beautiful You turned me out And now I can't turn back But I'm running out of air And it's not fair I hold my breath I conjure up the thought of being gone