(Why you so jealous) over me (why you so jealous?) (Why you catchin' feelings) jealousy over me (why you catchin' feelings?) Whoa, oh, oh oh oh oh oh, yeah This time's not done, but I'm drinking now Unless they find ya', intertwine with me She don't like

You're bringin' on the heartbreak Bringin' on the heartache You got the best of me Oh, can't you see? Whoa, can't you see? Can't you see? You're bringin' on the heartache Takin' all the best of me Gypsy, sittin' lookin' pretty

I must insist On being a pessimist I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind Stranded, lost inside myself My own worst friend and my own closest enemy Elected, the rejected I perfect the science of the idiot Say whatever, oh, whoa

You'd better Stop, before you tear me all apart You'd better Stop, before you go and a break my heart Oh whoa, you'd better stop All that I have, is all that you've given me Did you never worry, that I'd come to depend on you I gave you all my love, that

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh Everybody get it started I’m on top of the world, what a feeling No one told me what I could be Now I’m walking on air, what a feeling I’m undefeated, undefeated, tonight Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, it must be love I said whoa, I said whoa Let me hear you say yeah Something got a hold on me, yeah, yeah Believe I'd fly if only I could Sound so strange, sure it's good I said whoa Aha-ho, aha-hey, yeah

I'll bear the cross on Judgment Day I just slide, slide on by, never bad enough to crucify me Oh, whoa, yeah, on Judgment Day It's my life, get off my ass, get outta my face Man, I don't see no problem Kickin' back, ain't kickin' you, no, no Anyway, if I

Catch the wind, see us spin But the wind won't blow You really shouldn't go That you will be mine By takin' our time, ooh Sail away, leave today Way up high in the sky, hey whoa Only goes to show And if I say to you tomorrow

This right here's a panty-dropper This right here's a baby-maker I wanna make love to you This is my panty-droppin' love song Nothin' but your heels on, lovin' you And we'll be makin' babies tonight Whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-oh, yeah,

We were born to be together And it hurts like hell To be torn apart To be thrown around I could only be myself with you around Oh, with you around And now there’s nothing left for me to think about Whoa, to think about.