You’ve got a fire in your eyes Something burning off inside Hold on (oh) Hold on (oh ah) When I don’t understood They all know good for me Latest on your smile It seems that you dicrease

And make believe it came from you I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter They're gonna knock me off my feet Kisses on the bottom I'll be glad I've got 'em And sign "with love" the way you do I'm gonna write words, oh, so sweet I'm gonna smile

You should be here, standing with your arm around me here Cutting up, cracking a cold beer Saying cheers, hey y'all it's sure been a good year It's one of those moments, that's got your name written all over it You should be here Aw you should be here

If you give me what I want I'll give it to you right back What we came for They don't got it like that where you from I will, I will, I will Never forget the thrill I asked her can I have your number Looks like blue must be your color Love the way you

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

I bet you want the goodies. Bet you thought about it. Got you all hot and bothered. Mayb' 'cause I talk about it. Looking for the goodies Keep on lookin' 'cause they stay in the jar My goodies, my goodies, my goodies Not my goodies! I got a sick

But I know you love a little danger, baby Everything about you girl is just my style You look just like a little angel baby You got some wild in your smile Hey girl what's up, looks like you're good to go Hop in, lets ride, take it down this road You

Won’t you open up your eyes? It’s just a matter of time 'til you find Why, why you gotta be so blind? He’s no good, girl No good for you Hey, good girl Hey good girl You better get to getting on your goodbye shoes and go, go, go With your head in the

(Park Hill romance) We got the love but they put out the fire (Park Hill romance) 'Cause they expect us to walk on the wire I love ya, will you marry me? Oh, what a shame we gotta pay for reality Ain't it sad, sad, sad? Every day, every day, every single