How many times can we make love in one night How man times can we make love in one night (One night) (Turn, up, turn up, turn up, turn it up) (Straight Up) I was thinking to myself While I was staring at your body Over me, that I don't need nobody else I

Well honey here comes a lullaby Your very own lullaby With a lullaby And turn this up on the radio If you can hear me now I'm reachin' out to let you know That you're not alone And you can't tell, I'm scared as hell 'Cause I can't get you on the telephone

Kidnap the Sandy Claws Lalalalalala Lock him up real tight Throw away the key and then Turn off all the lights First we're going to set some bait Inside a nasty trap and wait When he comes a-sniffing

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud Make them turn it up loud, roll them windows down Gonna give them that sound, everybody's talking about We still the same old, same old southern boys Still got that same old, same old southern voice We're singing

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

This whiskey got me feelin' pretty So pardon if I'm impolite I just really need your ass with me I'm sorry 'bout the other night And I know I could be more creative And come up with poetic lines But I'm turnt up off sizz' and "I love you" Is the only

For the victims of a longing The grave of our youth is up ahead And life has become a burden We move in circles of suppressed despair Waiting for the sun And turning stones to find evidence But it hides in the recesses of our hearts A written decree of

This is the start of the ending Check mate, there's no defending When it's over, it's over, it's over I'm watching all the moves you make Can't turn back now, it's too late I'm counting all of your mistakes Caught up in a crossfire hurricane Wish I could

Shake that shit Drop it down on it Made me get a couple bands drop it down on it Make you get a couple friends drop it down on it Turn around drop it down, drop it down on it Do it for a real nigga, do it for a boss Do somethin' for a boss, do somethin'

It's a long way down Point of no return and now It's just too late to turn around I try to forgive you We built it up so high and now I'm fallin' We've been in fire Went down in the flames We sailed the ocean And drowned in the waves