Yeah yeah yeah, make some motherfucking noise Yo Doggy Dogg you're on, live on stage Performing tonight, excuse me Doggy Dogg you're on You know! The one and only Don Corleone, the big homey why'know me Well if it's on I guess it's bout time Let me

Oh I like you too and to tell you the truth That wasn't my chair after all. Well excuse me, but I think you've got my chair, No that one's not taken, I don't mind if you sit here, I'll be glad to share. Yea it's usually, packed here on Friday nights, Oh

On s'en fout, on n'y va pas On n'a qu'à se cacher sous les draps On commandera des pizzas Toi, la télé et moi On appelle, on s'excuse, on improvise, on trouve quelque chose On n'a qu'à dire à tes amis Qu'on les aime pas et puis tant pis On commandera des

I am not perfect and I don't claim to be And if that's what you wanted Well then I'm so sorry How about a better version of the way that I am? Excuse the mess I didn't see you from behind I caught a glimpse But the reflection's only mine

'Cause I'm a country boy Climb in my bed, I'll take you for a ride Up city streets, down country roads 'Cause I'm a country boy, I've got a four-wheel drive I can get you where you need to go I can get you where you want to go Excuse me ma'am, I saw you

Who wants to buy a heart One broken lover's heart One broken heart for sale Well, excuse me if you see me crying like a baby Since she rejected me There's nothing left to save me Hey Cupid, where are you? My heart is growing sadder That girl rejected me

Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

I'm so complicated, I know I'm so complicated I'm so complicated-cated Now you know I still want ya (I know) I’m so complicated But whenever I think of you with someone else And I got no excuse, I forgot you, and Still want you But I'm so complicated, I

The clock has ticked eleven and the place is clear Reality is kicking in and so is my beer I don't make excuses when it's all my fault If a heart is made of money he's cleaned out my vault I feel a little wounded and it isn't fair To sit inside a parlour

Pacin' back and forth in my mind Thinkin' is it really worth it sometimes, ooh You know it get hard when I'm four drinks in I just did too much Now I gotta live with my decisions I avoid none, yeah Can't deny what a body wants, ooh Can't deny what a body