If I ruled the world, I would give it, give it all to you, give it, give it all to you So everybody get up, up Out of your seats Kick off your shoes, like you're down at the beach Jump up, up, up On the beat singing "Aye oh!", "Aye oh!", "Aye oh!" Up,

World turning Everybody's got me down I gotta get my feet back on the ground Maybe I'm wrong but who's to say what's right I need somebody to help me through the night Everybody's trying to say I'm wrong I just wanna be back where I belong Turnin',

Up on the mountain I see down below Woah-oah-oh-oh-oh-oh Woah-oah-oh-oahh It's easy to lose yourself I know Can't hear what you're shouting, I'm deaf to your show It's easy to lose your self control Everybody gets high, everybody gets low Life can be

Ey oh ey oh, when a guy like me Ey oh ey oh, gets a girl like you Yeah, you better know we're going to take it downtown, Showin' everybody what I'm crazy about. Ey oh ey oh, anywhere we go, ey oh ey oh, gotta let 'em all know. And I'mma tattoo your name

1, 2, I check it, 1, 2 1, 2, check it, 1, 2 Get down everybody

Love, love, love Haven't seen you in quite a while I was down the hold just passing time Last time we met was a low-lit room We were as close together as a bride and groom We ate the food, we drank the wine Everybody having a good time

Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay All the gyal pon the dance floor wantin' some more Please Mr. DJ Tell me if you hear me Everybody get down if you feel me It goes one by one even two by two Come run, run, run, run

Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy season Everywhere I go they say it's Iggy season 'Til I get what I want, baby I ain't leavin' Every time I go out everybody wanna show out I just see a girl in the mirror, told her "you the reason" I ain't worried 'bout shit,

Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone Look out, you've got your blinders on I'm American made apple pie Chevrolet My momma taught me wrong from right. I was born

He gets up real early on his mornin' drive Down to the office for his nine to five He drives a '94, two-tone, economy car He loves to tell the local bands down at the bar that he's the critic Yeah, I can hook you up, I know everybody, in the business He