Treat me sweet and gentle when you say goodnight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me I get sentimental when you hold me tight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me Missing you since you went away Singing the blues away each day Counting the

Let's get crazy! Let's get crazy Get up and dance Take a swing Do your thing It's worth taking a chance Don't miss out, time to shout Always keeping it real Our songs, our style

If New Orleans is beat, if New Orleans is beat Where does that leave you and me? Don't think about it Your smile is fading a bit, so I ration it Here where the Mississippi quits Where it's still got a bit of Minnesota in it No one will give you a thing

I just need kiss kiss I don’t wanna wait You can say I’m dumber in love Blame it on my age Maybe because I’m young that’s enough I don’t wanna miss this And it feels like I’ve been waiting all my life But I need you tonight yeah

I'd rather walk alone than let them throw dirty confetti I'd rather walk alone, I'd rather walk alone No I won't miss you, I won't cry, I don't regret it No I won't stand for it, no I don't need confetti And you can treat another to your lies, you'll

I don’t mind sentimental girls at times Miss don’t walk away, walk away With the kisses unclean as the words that you say My motivation is going to soon, good vibrations all over you, Act like you mean it, you mean it, You gotta story you never tell,

Oh-ooh-whoa-ooh-oh-oh If you wanna party, put your hands up Don't play me just kiss me Put your hands up put your hands up Tonight I'll say Put your hands up And I swore that I would never say I miss you more every day

If you wanna roll with me Roll, you know I wanna roll, you know I wanna roll Roll, you know I gotta roll, you know I gotta roll Switch up your lingo I don't see no competition You didn't win the lottery So you better ask permission See you whistle out

In the middle of the night So when I call you in the middle of the night And I'm choking on the words 'cause I miss you Baby, don't tell me I'm out of time How you slipped through my hands I got so much of my loving to give you I keep coming back to that

They're not gonna happen Don't get any big ideas You paint yourself white And fill up with noise But there'll be something missing Now that you've found it, it's gone Now that you feel it, you don't You've gone off the rails So don't get any big ideas