'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

All you gotta do is swag Get your hands up if you out of town girl, girl, girl, yeah, yeah, yeah If you were more like an out of town girl, girl, girl, yeah, yeah, yeah All you gotta do is read the signs The exit is to the right, I don't know your name

Uh huh and you don't stop Clap your hands to the beat, to the beat Just clap your hands to the beat, to the beat Come on clap your hands to the beat, to the beat I said clap your hands to the beat, to the beat We in this Great Lakes state Eatin' steaks

Cover my eyes with your hands Just pretend we're better Turn out the light There are no more surprises to come Let's be numb together 'Cause I want to be forever Like smoke in the air Float like a feather going nowhere Lost in the silence

Oh, oh, oh, oh Mr. JT, now what you got for me (What you got) Oh no (Girl) Is that your hands, (your hands) Rubbing on me Is that your hands, (your hands), rubbing on me

Sweet, sweet fate I had about all that can take You're my living in the breath that I make Is it yours? I wonder Oh if it's really out of my hands (If it's really out of my hands) Can you forgive all of my sins? (Can you forgive all of my sins?) Have

My body's callin' for you I hear you callin' me I'm listening baby I hear you callin', "Here I come baby" To save you, oh oh Baby no more stallin' These hands have been longing to touch you baby And now that you've come around, to seein' it my way You

Whatever you got to raise up We'll be flying up in the clouds Like we're never gonna come back down Like we're running out of runway lights You can't get it high enough Your hands or your phone or your cup Set it off like the 4th Of July Gonna take it up

Now throw your hands up in the sky Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine I'ma get on this TV mama, I'ma I'ma put shit down Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, I'm good Welcome to the good life 50 told me go 'head switch the style up And if they hate then

He said run on love And plant some seeds Don't take anything at all for granted She said raise your hands And raise your babies And never change it