Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) Happy people baby, happy people Step to the left, step to the right Spin around and bring it down tonight Bring it on up, move in close Let me see you and your partner stroll Whoa Whoa oh whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh whoa whoa yeah Can come

She's not a saint and she's not what you think She's an actress, whoa She's better known for the things that she does On the mattress, whoa Soon she's gonna find Stealing other people's toys on the playground Won't make you many friends She should keep

You'd better Stop, before you tear me all apart You'd better Stop, before you go and a break my heart Oh whoa 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

Like a war child I'm like, I'm like Whoa Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, 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)

You'll miss me till the day you die Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa You must be blind if you can't see I'm sick and tired of the mess you made me You left me all alone, alone, alone, alone Never gonna catch me cry oh, whoa, whoa, whoa Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, you must be blind if you

Whoa-oh-oh-oh Our hearts, our souls Are shallow empty holes We sing this anthem for us all We're so fucked up Oh God, we're so alone Let's go, go, go, go We sing this anthem for us all, all, all, all We are the lost souls, we are the lost souls

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

Whoa, Whoa, there's a party at a rich dude's house If ya wanna go, let me know We're gonna fight till we do it right So let's, whoa Come on, let's do it Come on, let's do this (We don't care) Swimming pool, limousines (come on, let's do it)

And maybe someday down the road I wanna know you Whoa Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh I'll sit back and say to myself I wanna go there where you go I wanna find out what you know Yeah, I thought so I like how you are with me

Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh Give me no restrictions on what I do or say Don't speak of tomorrow when it's still today Leave me to my selfish ways, I'm well enough alone That is what I tell myself as I stumble home Derelict across the street in the garbage bin