Lights please Turn off the lights, For now everything just seems so right, And how you make the darkness seem so bright, I'm feeling like things gon' be alright Yeah, I had this little bad thing something like them tens She gave a nigga mad brain,

So don't turn off the lights I don't want to be in the dark tonight 'Cause I can't read your mind I need to know if what I'm doing is right I don't have to tell you What this is all about 'Cause baby half the fun Is in us figuring it up all out So why

I?m reckless So reckless God save me from this madness So cut me off throw me out God save me, save me from this madness Please forgive me when I turn out the lights Watch this haunted day turn into a wasted night Cause I?m a reckless, I?m a reckless god

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me

All night, all night Make it a joy ride And I'll ride and I'll die I'll be cruise-controlling I'll take a test drive with you And I'll take a test drive with you All night, all night (I'll ride and I'll die) Turn off the lights Revving it up

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on the good times I'm turning off the real life, driving, that's right Smoke rollin' out the window Yeah I'm chilling

Say it ain't so, I will not go Turn the lights off, carry me home Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill The night will go on All the small things True care truth brings I'll take one lift

You only hold me up like this Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness 'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence Like I'll never be the same 'Cause you don't know who I really am And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase I've got

Promise that you will sing about me Dying of thirst And its my turn to settle down My main concern When the lights shut off Dye your thirst How many sins? I'm running out You dying of thirst

Oh, frisky, yeah, yeah Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil' ole, lil' ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin'