Im givin’ up yeah That’s when you know oh’oh oh’oh You know oh’oh oh’oh Like, like, wooowooohooo! Im givin’ up searching, searching, searching to find Oh nothing (oh nothing) Nothing else matters to me Finally found the one, that's you

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen

Down from the stars All you see, and all you hear is all you need And all you be is what you create You carried us all And up from the sea, where everybody knew And it's in your mind Share with me the sun Can't you see, you're not the only one? There's

Who you gonna call When your road runs out at the sea You can turn around and walk back to me Where you gonna go What ya gonna do when you get there You know you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do When you get tired of runnin' June fell

Bring it on home, bring it on home Bring it on home to you 'M gonna bring it on home to you I've got my ticket, I've got that load Gone up, go higher, all aboard 'M take my seat, a-right way back, ooooh yeah Watch this train goin' down the track

She loves a small town boy like me She can have anybody that she wants to be Anywhere she wants to be She's my ride or die baby She's my cool, she's my crazy She's my laid back in the front seat She's my with me to the end girl My turn-it-up-to ten girl

I hate love songs (I hate love songs) Yeah, I really do (I really do) But I love you I hate Shakespeare and Gosling and cakes with white frosting Two names in a heart-shaped tattoo I think cupid is stupid and violets are purple not blue I hate catching

I will run, they will hunt me in vain I will hide, they'll be searching I'll regroup, feign retreat they'll pursue Coup de grâce I will win but never fight That's the Art of War! I stand alone And gaze upon the battlefield Is all that's left after the

You saw what you get if you take what you take Look in the eye of the test, it's all because Now there's a feeling I get when I look to the left I should never resist the searching for a sign Here we are searching for a sign (sign) Can you feel it? Can

She said, "Daddy, can you show me how to ball?" Hunnid bags when I'm walkin' out the mall She gon' give me gooshy gooshy in my flipflops Your bitch on my arm like a wristwatch Four Seasons, one pitstop Throat leakin' on drip drop Tell your nig', say