In my bank account, yeah (oh God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God) I got one one, two, three, four, five, five, six, seven, eight M's in my bank account, yeah (oh God) I got one one, two, three, four, five, five, six, seven, eight shooters ready to gun you down, yeah

One minute and the earth begins to shake Two minutes and my hearts begins to break 'Nother minute and she makes me feel brand new That's just three minutes with you Four minutes and she's everything I see Five minutes and she's that were I wanna be

One, two, three, four, five Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, oops Up and down, I think (On repeat, give me a count) The stuff that they know The one one on the right and then turn it up while I'm counting One One, four, five, five, six, seven, eight It's too loud

Do do do do dodo do But now it's full of evil clowns It's time to start the countdown I'm gonna burn it down down down This used to be a fun house I'm gonna burn it down Nine, eight, seven, six, five, five, four, three, two, one, fun I dance around this empty

One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine There are ten things you need to know (number one one!) We rowed across the Hudson at dawn My friend, William P. Van Ness signed on as my (number two!) Hamilton arrived with his crew Nathaniel Pendleton and a

Level up, level up, level up, level up, level up All this on me, so yummy, all this oh so yummy You know you want this yummy, yummy all in your tummy Five, Five, four, three, two, one Leggo! (watch me) Oh, you can talk all you want See me, I see greater

Half empty plane on New Years Eve The pilot comes on, says the year is almost gone Five, Five, four, three, two, one Looks like it's just me and the whiskey You ain't here to kiss me Five dollar drink and a lonely window seat Love birds in the row in front of

F-R-I-E-N-D-S Want me to spell it out for you? Ooh ooh, ooh ooh You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite I've told you one one, two, three, four, five, five, six thousand times Haven't I made it obvious? Don't mess it up, talking that shit Only gonna push

I'd rather be I'd rather be with an animal I'd rather be with One One, two, three, four, five against one one Said one one, two, three, four, five against one one Five, Five, five, five, five, five, five, five, five against one one Five, Five, five, five, five against one one Torture from you to me, yeah Abducted

The final countdown It's the final countdown It's the final count down (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, five, four, three, two, one) We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back To earth, who can tell?