Your time is gonna come Lyin' cheatin' hurtin that's all you seem to do Messin' around with every guy in town Puttin' me down for thinkin' of someone new Always the same playin' your game Drive me insane trouble is gonna come to you One of these

Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Looking for a All I really want is to be your Don't be scared to come put your trust in me Can't you see all I really want to be Is your boyfriend Can't fight that Knock me down you know I'm coming right back

Shake, shake it all night long You listen while I'm talkin' to you, now Tell you what I'm gonna do now There's a new thing going around now And I'll tell what to put down Move your body all around, and just shake Ha, that's the way you do it Oh, g'on,

Mama said knock you out I'm gonna knock you out Don't call it a comeback I been here for years Rockin my peers and puttin' suckas in fear Makin' the tears rain down like a monsoon Listen to the bass go boom! Explosion, overpowerin' Over the competition,

What about the plans that you left behind The little white house by the railway line The one we picked out We even put the payment down What about the promise that you made To stay with me till your dying day Said you'd never go away Are they just things

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme that bass(4 x repeats) Gimme that bass I've been gone for too long, now it's time I take it back(back) I put the piece up A down Get get it you like it when I move it to beat like that I've been gone for too long, think it's

But tonight, call your friends down, We're on our way now, And I feel like shouting, oh, I feel like shouting. Oh, tonight, it don't matter who you're from, Tonight we're 21 under all these lights I put my heart, I put my soul, I put my life in it, We're

(Kick me out, kick me out) I don't want to hear you Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook Fake Tales of San Francisco I don't want to hear, you know Echo through the room More point to a wedding disco Without a bride or groom There's a super

All you got to do is put a drink in my hand To fill it up, or throw it down Yeah fill it up, or throw it down Early Monday morning, til Friday at five Man I work, work, work but I don't climb, climb, climb Boss man can shove that overtime up his can All

The nature of your beauty puts my mind at ease I wanna slow it down where the water’s deep Get that Northern healing washing over me Made me better man And it’s plain to see And I’m humbled in the presence of your majesty