This must be how it feels to fly So here we go, and we ain't gonna take it slow We're ready now to touch the sky I'm on cloud 9, I'm on cloud 9 I'm on cloud 9, oh oh Waking up, ready for some action Strapping in, ready for the ride Going big now that I

Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson Are you nasty? Out the back door goddamn but I love her anyway Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning? Are you nasty, are you nasty? I love her anyway (Climbing out back the door, didn't leave a mark)

Dancing through our house With the ghost of you So I drown it out like I always do With a shot of truth And I chase it down To know things like love Too young, too dumb Here I am waking up Still can't sleep on your side