'Cause of you, my chains were broken You were there with your arms wide open I was young Almighty bueno Once I was young Now I'm older, yeah Unchanging love, more than a blessing If it wasn't for your love How I woulda make it through ooh

To be with the one you love. I said the night time, ooh, is the right time I said the night time oh, is the right time You know the night time, oh, is the right time Baby, I said a baby, baby, come on and drive me crazy, lord, You know I love you; always

Merry Christmas, baby You sure did treat me nice Gave me a diamond ring for Christmas Now I'm living in paradise Got good music on my radio And a happy New Year (merry Christmas, ooh yeah) Oh, yes, you did Well, I'm feeling mighty fine, y'all

I wanna run to you (oooh) Won't you hold me in your arms And keep me safe from harm I want to run to you (oooh) But if I come to you (oooh) Tell me, will you stay or will you run away I know that when you look at me There's so much that you just don't

I just wanna go back, back to 1999 Take a ride to my old neighborhood Wanna go back, wanna go I just wanna go back Sing "Hit me baby, one more time" Never under pressure, oh Ooh, wish that we could go back in time, uh Got memories Ooh, maybe we could do

'Cause you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of stars I'm gonna give you my heart I don't care, go on and tear me apart I don't care if you do, ooh 'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars I think I see you 'Cause you light up the path I think I

I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am a giant (Oh) Gonna shake, throw it away in the dirt, yeah, yeah I am a giant (Ooh) Stand up on my shoulders, tell me what you see 'Cause I am a giant (Ooh) We'll be breaking boulders, underneath our feet Oh, oh, oh,

It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays, "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord I ain't no senator's son, son Some

Ooh, God, that's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you I need the trouble with trust Ooh, God, that's the trouble with us Got me fighting naked, nothing sacred We're tearing paint off the walls It's on the edge of emotional I see that look in

Bailame de frente pegao Que esta nota no a terminao Oohh ohh, duro Dale segueta que se pare del asiento Y rompa la loseta Por eso dale manigueta Calma un solido por que aquí le aprieta