Little hottie swingin' up in the swing No No cover charge, get in for free Chillin' on a back porch, oh yeah Them good ol' boys pickin' six string Woah oh oh oh, oh, leave your trouble at the door Woah oh oh oh, oh, chillin' on a back porch No No last call, let's party on

Boy, oh boy I love ya when I fall for that But I'm weak, and what's wrong with that? One sip, bad for me One hit, bad for me One kiss, bad for me But I give in so easily And no no thank you is how it should've gone I should stay strong I'm weak, and what's

When you got a good friend, that will stay right by your side Give her all of your spare time, love and treat her right I mistreated my baby, and I can't see no no reason why I mistreated my baby, but I can't see no no reason why Every time I think about it, I

Tell me how to feel about you now Oh, Oh, let me know Do I suffocate or let go? I can't call you a stranger But I can't call you I know you think that I erased you You may hate me but I can't hate you And I won't replace you Think I'm tired of getting over it

I'm ready to go right now, I'm ready to go right now I'm ready to go right now (I'm), I'm ready to go right now Give me the green light, give me just one night I'm ready to go right now, I'm ready to go right now (let's go) We can go all night, give me

I ain't your puppet, no And I ain't your steppin' stone I should have looked before I jumped I should have known I've tried, I've tried (I've tried) Oh, Oh, I've tried I've been bought and sold (and sold) One too many times Out and down (and down)

Y nos olvidamo' 'e la hora (Uah) Quédate en lo que amanece pa' ir comiéndote to'a (-o'a) Yo sé que me prefieres, y quieres (Bebecita) Quédate en lo que amanece Yo sé que me prefieres, y quieres (Oh-oh, oh, uah) Y encima 'e mí tú te moja' (Moja-ah) Real hasta

So tell me, why do I keep holding on? Oh, Oh, why do I keep staring down the barrel of a loaded gun? Then tell me why can't I just can't let go? Somebody knows, then tell me She said she loved me, all night long I couldn't help but let her string my heart

Feelings are strange Especially when they come true And I had a feeling You'd be leaving soon So I tried to rearrange All my emotions But it seems the same No No matter what I do.

I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar Singing, singing, singing Ooh la la, he breaks my heart American, 'merican, 'merican boy Know it's my American boy And ooh la la, my American boy And insecure 'bout all the things you say (say, say, say,