(Now) ('Cause) (Oh, oh) I'm flat on the floor with my head down low Where the sky can't rain on me anymore Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come I'm hidin' from the storm 'til the damage gets (done) (Ooh, ah yeah) (Don't knock on my door) Baby,

Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, 'till you get sore Smack that, oh-oooh Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae Bo And possibly bend you over Look back and watch me

Ooh brother I'll knock you down Brother, please Go tell who you It's how good you are OohOoh it's funny How good you are Under the rocks

Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen Heating it up behind a high beam OohOoh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night

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

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

Havana, ooh na-na Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ay) My heart is in Havana (ay) Take me back, back, back like Oh na-na-na Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay) Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay) Ooh-ooh-ooh

In you, don't you? I can see my baby swingin' His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up On the balcony and I'm singing OohOoh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love I can see my sweet boy swayin' He's crazy y Cubano como yo lala On the balcony and I'm saying

You just want some Oh, now you just playing? I can tell when you want some Go to sleep half naked Throwing hints that you want some Starting fights in the night for attention Girl, you want some OohOoh, you in trouble, girl There goes all those things that

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush it through This is more than just a new lust for you (Ooh, don't think about) Done sayin' I'm done playin' Last time was on the outro Stuck in the house, need to