Wanna keep you turned up, baby, keep you turned on 'Cause you're my party song I wanna keep you turned up, baby, keep you turned on You're my party song Knocking me down with that little beat you're thumpin' Keeping that king cab thumping And, girl, I

Keep soaring Keep song-writing My recovery In my recovery I’m a soldier at war I have broken down walls In the sound of the sea

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me

Voodoo, ee-yea ee-yea V-V-Voodoo, ee-yea ee-yea You got me too attached, keep me comin' right back And just like that, got me comin' right back like And I know that I ain't fuckin' with your voodoo If this is what you call love Oh man down You're shaking

Put down the tools No! Gang boss no! We don't want the whip! As you get weaker - it will get harder So don't be like him Keep your bones of effort and strength Don't sell them to him We don't want no gang boss We want to equalize

How can we disguise this awful truth? Hush now, you're standing on a land mine Tread lightly, get ready to explode Keep your wits about, don't let it bring you down Don't let it bring you down x6 Hush now, those eyes cannot harm you Don't let it bring

Let's not make it complicated Don't worry now, look what we found We don't have to go all-in Head in the clouds, both looking down Doesn't mean that we're falling, oh We can keep it simple, baby Labels are so overrated Rules are meant for breaking, baby

Whataya want from me Please don't give in, I won't let you down He messed me up, need a second to breathe Just keep coming around Whataya want from me (Whataya want from me) Hey, whataya want from me Just don't give up, I'm workin' it out Hey, whataya

But down the road the sun is shining In every cloud there's a silver lining Just keep holding on (just keep holding on) And every heartache makes you stronger But it won't be much longer You'll find love, you'll find peace And the you you're meant to be

It's a summer paradise, crusin' with the boys and girls. Surfin' day and night, everybody shootin' the curl. Hang five, keep it alive, and lemme jump down low on the toes of the nose. Hang ten, hot-doggin' again, let's go! Are you ready? Ready-freddy?