For the first time, for the first time It's like I can feel, it's like I can breathe It's like I can live, it's like I can love Is that music in my ear It's like I heard nothing for a thousand years My eyes were closed, locking in my tears I was so

Tell me where did it all go wrong Oh where did it all go wrong Like a question without an answer Like music without its dancers Like a bird without a song Like a frame without a picture Like God without a scripture Like me when I know you're gone

(Raised on country music) I was raised on Merle, raised on Willie Got my Honky Tonk attitude from Joe Diffie Daddy did too, it's family tradition If someone cranks it up, you can't help but listen My upbringing sounds like George Strait singing And I

You changed the game I like your thug style Hey you it's me turn the music down So you can hear my invitation Now what I want you to do is come through To the crib right now without hesitation So don't ask me what I want Cause I want you to hurry up and

'Cause all I need Is a beauty and a beat Who can make my life complete It's all 'bout you When the music makes you move Baby do it like you do We gonna party like it's 3012 tonight I wanna show you all the finer things in life So just forget about the

Clouds in my shroud in my vision grow clearly Do me like that with a smile, with a smack No rainy, no windy, no sun Try music and just with the one Fittin’ in your vibe and you be stylin’ out too quickly Man it's just the way you do it when you move so

Hallelujah, hallelujah It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah I've heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major

It's like an angel came by, and took me to heaven (It's like you took me to heaven girl) Cause when I stare in your eyes It couldn't be better That I'll never let you go Ooh no, ooh no, ooh Let the music blast We gon' do our dance Bring the doubters on

And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane I like pleasure spiked with pain Songbird sweet and sour Jane Pleasure spiked with pain Just one note That mother fucker always spiked with pain I'm overcoming gravity Looking in my own eyes "hello"

"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose" Woo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music It's like a love-hate relationship Ridin' in the Ferrari while takin' trips Compared to beer takin' sips Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin' strips Either