So tell me, why do I keep holding on? Oh, why do I keep staring down the barrel of a loaded gun? Then tell me why can't I just can't let go? Somebody knows, then tell me She said she loved me, all night long I couldn't help but let her string my heart

They said release 'Remote Control' But we didn't want it on the label They said, "Fly to Amsterdam" The people laughed but the press went mad Ooh ooh ooh someone's really smart Ooh ooh ooh complete control, that's a laugh On the last tour my mates

Vroom vroom, vroom vroom vroom vroom (vroom) Scoot scoot, scoot scoot scoot scoot (scoot) Bitch convertible coupe (vroom vroom vroom vroom) She sittin' on my- huh Vroom, vroo-vroom, vroom Yeah, yeah, yeah She said vroom vroom vroom vroom, ooh (Oh my God,

Fuck you, sucker! (Wooh) You said you wanna bang Wow you're awesome Oh dear God, do you get me now, do you get me now, oh, you do? (Bang, bang) Sucker! Head bang (bang), pink rocks (rocks) Gold fangs (flexing), shit hot

Ooh ooh ooh ooh (get out, get out) Don't let the nights slip through your hands The world is wide from where you stand And I hear your voice as it echoes 'round my head Always that same thing that you said So get out, get out while you still can ooh ooh

She was like, oh my God, this is my song She was like, come here boy, I wanna dance 'Fore I said a word, she was takin' my hand And she said, play it again, play it again, play it again And I said, play it again, play it again, play it again I've been

What do you mean When you nod your head yes But you wanna say no But you tell me to go Said we’re running out of time Better make up your mind What do you mean, hey When you don’t want me to move Oh, Ohwhat do you mean

I don't know if your looking for romance or I don't know what you're looking for I said I bet that you look good on the dance floor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite) Your name isn't Rio, but I

Oh, it must be love I said whoa, I said whoa Let me hear you say yeah Something got a hold on me, yeah, yeah Believe I'd fly if only I could Sound so strange, sure it's good I said whoa Aha-ho, aha-hey, yeah

Johnny be good tonight! Said go, go Johnny! I said go, go Johnny! Said oh, ohgo Johnny! You better be good Johnny B. Goode Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth and wood