I wanna know, I wanna know Hey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey Where do we go, where do we go From hey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey Why are you keeping me on hold Don't wanna leave this place alone Is it a yes or is it no (ahwoo) You're the one that I see waking up next to me And

You just want me 'cause I'm next Baby I want you Keep dancin', dancin', keep dancin' I know, yes I know, yes I know, yes I know, yes I know I'm too far in this game, so let go So let go, so let go Baby, who you tryna fool Girl, I might be twenty-one but

'Cause all you people are vampires And all your stories are stale And though you pretend to stand by us I know you're certain we'll fail I've seen your eyes as they fix on me What is he doing What on earth's the plan, has he got one You better give me

I know what you're into I can make you go night, night Dancin' in the strobe lights With your eyes on me I don't need to know your sign Do you see somethin' you like? Into, I know what you're into When you come back in here, we gon' be like, ayy! Trust

Shine on you crazy diamond Nobody knows where you are How near or how far Pile on many more layers And I'll be joining you there And we'll bask in the shadow Of yesterday's triumph And sail on the steel breeze Come on you boy child You winner and loser

Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've seen the sunrise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love You know I like my chicken fried Well I was raised up

And I'd love it if we made it Yes, I'd love it if we made it Modernity has failed us Tell me something I didn't know We're fucking in a car, shooting heroin Saying controversial things just for the hell of it Selling melanin and then suffocate the black

I love lucy and she loves me We're as happy as two can be We have our quarrel bue then Lucy kisses like know one can She's my misses and I'm her man And life is heaven you see 'couse I love lucy, yesm I love lucy And lucy loves me Girl, how we love

Scour the house, flip the wig, Shake the tree, Your whereabouts are known Until your whereabouts are known to me Your whereabouts are known to me You with the jaundiced eyes, Drunk on your own reflection Propped up with desks and flags, Eight chairs

We'll be looking for sunlight Or the headlights Till our wide eyes burn blind We'll be lacing the same shoes That we've worn through To the bottom of the line And we know that we're headstrong And our heart's gone And the timing's never right