Waiting for your call Time goes by so slowly I'm hung up I'm hung up on you I'm tired of waiting on you Every little thing that you say or do Baby night and day

To be alone with you Just you and me Now won't you tell me true Ain't that the way it oughta be To hold each other tight The whole night through Everything is always right When I'm alone with you At the close of the day

Baby you look good Like oh, the way you move to the bass Whole room gets to spinnin' from the second that you walk in And baby you look good all day, all night You look good, so fresh, so fine You look good, got everybody watching you like cameras in

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

I want you to be the one that's on my mind On my mind, on my mind I want you to be there on a Monday night Tuesday night, every night Are you gonna be the one that's on my mind? 3-6-5, all the time I want you to be the one to stay And give me the night

You knock me down I hit the ground I can't get back up, ka- Kills me like a homicide, homicide I feel your heartbeat Every day and every night, every night And your love kills me I can't live, can't breath

Forever we will be Forever faithfully Forever starts today Forever's every day Still endless days and nights I wait for you 'Cause deep inside this flame I know it's true And through it all

Every time we lie girl we're losing So why should we spend Saturday night alone, When I can call you on the phone, pick you up Make it up as we go along Pull and all nighter chasing that desire Sparks flying in her eyes like lighters (like lighters) Girl

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy