It starts with you and me (whoa, whoa, hey) We gotta be bold We gotta be brave We gotta be free We gotta get loud Making that change You gotta believe (whoa) We'll look deep inside And we'll rise up and shine

Just like driving on an open highway Never knowing what we're gonna find Just like two kids, baby, always trying to live it up What we got is Whoa, yeah, that's our kind of love That's right, oh that's right Oh, that's our kind of love You wear your

Seeing me gettin' guap right now, hell yeah, I won't stop right now Right now, whoa Seeing me gettin' guap right now, seeing me gettin' guap right now This to all of my hatin' hoes that seeing me gettin' guap right now This to all my old hoes that seeing

Whoah, the girl I love, she got long black wavy hair I do declare! The girl I love, yeah, she got long black wavy hair, Her mother and her father, lordy, They sure don't, sure don't allow me there. Well i, I'm goin? back to my baby, lord i, I swear I

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

Here´s a little song to make you feel good Put a little light in your day These are crazy times And it´s all been getting pretty serious Here´s a little song to make you right Send the blues away Well it´s a crazy game Tell me who´s to blame, i´m

I get down, I get down, I get down Her light is as loud as as many ambulances As it takes to save a savior (whoa whoa whoa) She floats through the room on a big balloon Some say, "She's such a fake" That her love is made up No, no, no, no Let's have

Like a war child I'm like, I'm like Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like) I'm like, I'm like, I'm like I like to get my fuckin' fade on I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (Ooh) Them haters tryin' to get their hate on (Fuckin' war child)

Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans

(bring back) (bring her back) Bring my Bonnie back to me (yes I did) (my bonnie back to me) Whoa, bring her (whoa) whoa (whoa) whoa (whoa) Whoa! Well, bring back My bonnie lies over the ocean,