(Ooh, make me bad and I don't know) But that's what I like about ya (Ooh) That's what I like about ya (Ooh) Yeah, that's what I like about ya Yeah, that's what I like about ya I tried to fight against it, shut out what all my friends said I keep letting

Heart and soul You've got, you've got my love Oh girl you've got my love And to taste your tender charms And I just want to sleep tonight again in your arms Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh, don't cry now (don't cry now) Through the wind, through the rain, through

When I'm gone You will miss me Yeah, real as the rider on the storm The silence where I'm going A violence well tell you Lord, you'll miss, you will miss me When I'm gone (Oh, oh) Yeah, real as the promise I've been making

I drink to that, yeah yeah Don't let the bastards get ya down Turn it around with another round There's a party at the bar Cheers to the freakin' weekend Yeah yeah yeah Oh let the Jameson sink in Everybody putcha glasses up and I drink to that (yeah yeah

Mientras me dabas tu corazón Yo era un marinero buscando amor Iba por cada puerto como si nada Entre más olas, más naufragaba Oh oh, oh oh Hoy sé, llegó el momento Sólo hay ruido en nuestra habitación Y silencios que gritan "Adiós" Yeah yeah, woah oh

Until you use me up Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up My friends feel it's their appointed duty They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me But my answer yeah to all that use me stuff Is I want to spread the news that if it

Look into my eyes, can't you see they're open wide? Would I lie to you, baby, would I lie to you? Oh yeah Don't you know it's true, girl, there's no one else but you Would I lie to you? Baby, yeah (Look into my eyes, can't you see they're open wide?)

When all I want is you It feels good to be the one, that you want It feels good to be the one that you want, When all I want is you, can never fade yeah When I first saw you come across the room And then you saw me, then I knew what to do I tried to play

We rock the world, ooh, yeah We didn't listen when they said it can't be done It's gonna make the papers This shit's gon' hit the news 'Cause fear don't haunt the madness Got nothing left to lose A hundred years from now There's still be talking, girl I

Little hottie swingin' up in the swing No cover charge, get in for free Chillin' on a back porch, oh yeah Them good ol' boys pickin' six string Woah oh oh, leave your trouble at the door Woah oh oh, chillin' on a back porch No last call, let's party on