Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Feeling inside bubbling over, Don't need no doctor right ya know I need my lover. Something ah go 'round, but it's the sweetest sickness. Love's contagious, I don't need to be cured. Woman you fill my prescription, feel like a new man, Woman I need you

I know, I know, I know That I wish I was there with you You give me a reason Something to believe in You give me a meaning Something I can breathe in It's a bittersweet feeling Longing and I'm leaving I go, I go, I go

God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta know that what's gotten into you Any cat man do when it's done Just lookin' for a little taste (A Taste Of India) She'll steal the smile right off your face Gotta love the sweet

Jenna, time to pee on a stick Wh-? I don't wanna know Come on honey, you've waited long enough Get to it and do it Wh- okay, girls! Enough You know what we mean I hope you drank enough this morning Come on, sweetie, it's better to know We'll be right

Aim for your sweet spot I know you'd rather be scared of I know you'd rather just disappear Now that I'm here I know you'd rather Take me up with you Ready or not, loaded heart with a dagger Ready or not It's up for discussion, up for reprise

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

You're dirty, disgusting But I can't get enough of your loving Boy, I hate you, really hate you My momma said I shouldn't date you You cheatin', you lyin', I know that you're hiding two cellphones But boy, right before I say that it's the end You sweet

Lonesome day It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, yeah It's alright, it's alright, (it's alright, yeah) Baby, once I thought I knew Everything I needed to know about you Your sweet whisper, your tender touch But I didn't really know that much Joke's