Everyday day day, I fall for you a little more. And every night night night, I dream of you so beautiful And everytime you laugh I see the Sparks fly. And everytime you blush, I feel those butterflies. And baby how we feel? We'll always be in style.

Time goes by so slowly Every little thing that you say or do I'm hung up, I'm hung up on you Waiting for your call baby night and day I'm fed up, I'm tired of waiting on you Time goes by so slowly for those who wait No time to hesitate Those who run seem

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

Sometimes I'm scared of you Treat you right, be with you day and night Sometimes I hide But all I really want is to hold you tight Sometimes I run (sometimes) I wanna believe in everything that you say 'Cause it sounds so good But if you really want me,

I believe things are going wrong, And the night goes on and on, All your dreams have flown away, And the sun won't shine today The lights go down, One day,I gotta get out of here, I gotta make everything clear I gotta see you.

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

Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home I mistook the warnings for wisdom From

It feels like I'm movin' mountains Every day, every day, every day, every day Anyway, anyway, anyway, anyway Feels like I'm movin' mountains I've been thinkin' 'bout us And I'm feelin' in love Not going out tonight Stay home until daylight I'm hanging on

Get your party right, it's a Friday night Lime on the rim of that dixie silver Smokin' up a faded out 4x4 I brought the songs and you brought the party Only one way to do it up right Everybody goes where eveybody knows That anything goes on a Friday