I need you you you Let me hear you say yeah Everybody needs somebody Ain't nobody else around When the sun goes down I need your lovin' so bad All the time All the time (all the time)

But touching your body feels like I'm high I'm rolling this blunt, off baby Keep rolling that weed, baby Staring, looking at you from a long way Passing me no ceilings, keep going Classes in session, but we in the hallway Skip this class, lets get gone

Let me put some kush up in it Roll up, wait a minute Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale I know you tryna get high Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways Make her work for this suicide Holla at me 'cause I got it all day No need to fly to Jamaica For the

Through chaos as it swirls It's us against the world Just erodes us in the rain Oh morning come bursting, the clouds amen Lift off this blindfold, let me see again Bring back the water, let your ships roll in In my heart she left a hole The tightrope

Take your time coming home. Hear the wheels as they roll. Let your lungs fill up with smoke. Forgive everyone. She is here and now she is gone We had plans, we can't help but make love. It's a beautiful thing when you love somebody, And I love somebody.

Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) Happy people baby, happy people Step to the left, step to the right Spin around and bring it down tonight Bring it on up, move in close Let me see you and your partner stroll Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah Can come

You're not the only one With mixed emotions You're not the only ship Button your coat Let's go out dancing Adrift on this ocean That's feeling lonesome Button your lip, baby Go for the throat

I've been too low, so it's high time It's high time To slow my roll Let the grass just grow and lean way back It's a fine time To let it it all go Been missing my roots I'm getting rid of the flash Nobody needs a thousand-dollar suit just to take out the

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

There is work to be done, to be done Let's have fun, fun, fun Form a line, oh, oh Come on, let's go Let the drums roll out Let the trumpet call While the people shout, "strike up the band" Hear the cymbals ring Calling one and all