If you see him If you see her If you see him, tell him I wish him well How am I doing Well, sometimes it's hard to tell I still miss him more than ever But please don't say a word If you see her, tell her I'm doing fine And if you want to

The boys are back, the boys are back The boys are back, gonna do it again Gonna wake up the neighborhood Climbing up the walls anytime we want It's time to show how to be a superhero We're the best, no doubt, doing it like we used to do This is our time

'Cause we don't need Another pretty boy, singing pretty songs We country boys, doing country outlaw We need another Haggard, or Johnny Cash Somebody chewing tobacco, and whipping ass I need a preacher, I need a savior How about y'all? Can I get an

Barefoot, blue jean night (Whoa-oh) We were shinin' like lighters in the dark In the middle of a rock show (Whoa-oh) We were doin' it right (Whoa-oh) We were comin' alive (Whoa-oh) Never gonna grow up (Whoa-oh) Never gonna slow down (Whoa-oh) Yeah,

Come with me to the dance floor You and me 'cause that's what it's for Show me now what is it And the music in the house We got to be doing You got to be doing And the music in the house, do it! And the music in the house, so

It's all about me and you Doin' how we do Tear the floor up up Tell 'em to make room If they wanna know Tell 'em mind their own But if they wanna look We can give 'em a encore

Me and all my niggas doin' well, doin' well, dawg You not from the city, I could tell, I could tell, dawg Did it, did it, did it by myself, by myself, dawg Blew up and I'm in the city still, I'm still here, dawg Doin' well, dawg Yeah, me and all my How

I like doin' what she likes Doin' what she likes She likes hearin' how good she looks in them blue jeans Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea Things I whispered in her ear, oh my Like running my fingers through her long hair Lightin' watermelon candles

I was put upon this earth I was doing fine without it Now I can't walk alone I can't walk alone I think you were wrong You said I can't love Not by any God or master To know you somehow In some bar someday

Hey Nas, how ya doin'? Take my name, and my number But let's take, it, slow Point out my enemies, a girl who's into me But not a hype chick someone with proper energy Meanwhile, we'll be groovin' I can be, what you said That you need, I can be, all that