Take me to the top Take me to the top...(repeat) Don't you know know know It's a violation I still hear you saying Such a perfect perfect night No no no fight all temptation Well in a black heartened alley fight I'm screaming

Momma you may be three years older but you hot (gimme that) You be talking like you like what I got (gimme that) I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac, You could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme) Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp,

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

I'm gonna live on solid rock I want to live on solid rock I want to give I don't want to be blocked Well take a look at that I made a castle in the sand Saying this is where it's at you know Couldn't understand now If I realised that the chances were

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

You know I want you It's not a secret I try to hide No one can say what we get to be I know you want me So don't keep saying our hands are tied You claim it's not in the cards Fate is pulling you miles away And out of reach from me

And when you wanna be wanted And you need to be needed When you wanna move on 'Cause you want somebody Who's nothing like he is You know I've always been waiting And I guess what I'm saying Is I am that man

When in Spain for reasons I don't explain I remain enjoying a brew Don't deplore my fondness for fundador You know how a fundador can lead to a few And baby when in Rome I do as the Romans do If per chance I'm saying farewell to France And romance drops

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl