Ooh, it makes me wonder There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for Oh oh oh oh and she's buying a stairway

You'll never be my hometown girl There's nothing like her in this world I'm tired of the get around girls Ain't nothing like my hometown girl (Ooh, why?) I'm missing someone else This will never be the same But I blame it on myself Because I can't make

Caught in a bad romance Want your bad romance I want your love Rah rah ah-ah-ah! Ro mah ro-mah-mah I want your love and You and me could write a bad romance Gaga ooh-la-la! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!

Sugar how you get so fly? Got me lifted, driftin' higher than the ceiling Before you play with fire, do think twice Sugar, how you get so fly? But sugar, how you get so fly? Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, hey She got cherry lips, angel eyes

Paris in the rain Anywhere with you feels like 'Cause anywhere with you feels right We don't need a fancy town Or bottles that we can't pronounce 'Cause anywhere, babe Is like Paris in the rain When I'm with you ooh ooh ooh When I'm with you ooh ooh

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

Leave it in the lap of the Gods Lap of the Gods Lap of the Gods, aah Aaah, ooh, ooh, ah, ooh, ah I live my life for you Think all my thoughts with you, and only you Anything you ask I do, for you I touch your lips with mine But in the end

Nothing at all I just wanna lay in my bed Don't feel like picking up my phone So leave a message at the tone 'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything Ooh hoo ooh hoo Hoo ooh ooh Today I don't feel like doing anything

I can take her place, let me get my way, ooh If I get my way, I'mma take care of you Everyday, every night If you let me try, just one night, I can prove Fed up of being the shoulder you cry on I want to be the shoulder you lie on I'll be fine, I'll be

Ooh, it makes me wonder There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for Oh oh oh oh and she's buying a stairway