Girl you're tearin' that dance floor up Let me see you do it in the bed of my truck You sure know how to shake it alright Let me see you do it in the Tennessee moonlight Woah, baby lets go down a little road nobody else knows Just me and you park on the

I'm just a horse on the moor I'm just a horse with no name He means to ride me on, He sees a battle he don't want to face alone I bolt upwards and shake him off my back He falls to his knees, on to a bloody track Well I can't be your horse any more

Best summer ever Wheels and waves, surf and shades Rocking every night and day Like shakes and fries, wet and dry It all adds up to feel like The best summer ever, yeah It's been the best summer ever Sad to say our time's come to an end But it's just

Scour the house, flip the wig, Shake the tree, Your whereabouts are known Until your whereabouts are known to me Your whereabouts are known to me You with the jaundiced eyes, Drunk on your own reflection Propped up with desks and flags, Eight chairs

Shake that ass girl Stop, now make that motherfucker hammer time like Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid (I do it, boy) Stop now make that motherfucker hammer time like Wobble-dy wobble-dy wa wobble wobble I'm stack stacking my paper my wallet look like a

(Running right off the track) Runaway train Get it on, get it up Living on the ecstasy Your mind on fantasy Old school rebel A ten for the revelry Diamond of the agency Shake it, shake it

(You naughty thing) Your ripping up the dance floor honey (You naughty women) I love the way you dance with anybody (The way you swing) And tease them all by sucking on your thumb You shake your a** around for everyone (Your such a mover) Your so much

I'm just a horse on the moor I'm just a horse with no name He means to ride me on, He sees a battle he don't want to face alone I bolt upwards and shake him off my back He falls to his knees, on to a bloody track Well I can't be your horse any more

Stupid love is stupid Don't know why we always do it Finally found it just to lose it Always wind up looking stupid Plays you like a fiddle Shakes you like a rattle Takes away your gun

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas Remember what you told me Don't be a baby Shut up and put your money where your mouth is Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now Give me some cash out, baby You gotta help me out It's all a blur last