Can I get my thrills (If I got it I'ma' give it to you) You know you want some mo girl, So come on Let's get blown Lookin' at the ladies All of them fly

All I know is The darkness makes it hard to see the light But the time is always right to do what's right If you only knew You're not the only one Please give me a redemption song I need one real bad No one seems to write them now That John and Bob are

I feel a sin (I feel a sin) comin' on Sweet temptation All over the place Give me tall dark and handsome, Mix it up with something strong I feel a sin comin' on And you can see it All over my face I feel a right that's about to go wrong

You make me feel insane So I fall face down in a rut I can't seem to get out of Please wake me Please give me some of it back The feelings I had Lets get this party started! Sometimes I wish I could be strong like you It doesn't matter

So give it all, I give it all, We give it all, This is the reason why I sing, It's these reasons that belong to me Break through the undertow, Your hands I can't seem to find, Pollution burns my tongue, Cough the words I can't speak so I stall myself

Here comes the Reckoning day Don't want no revenge Ain't no pay back time It ain't called getting even I like the way that I make you itch And all the reasons I give you to bitch And how I make you wanna scream in pain And feel your life is just a losing

But when it comes to loving, He'd better leave me alone, 'Cause I've got you baby, And you give me all the love I need, Yes you give me all the love I need All that I want is someone to take care of me, I'm not asking for love, Just a little sympathy.

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud Make them turn it up loud, roll them windows down Gonna give them that sound, everybody's talking about We still the same old, same old southern boys Still got that same old, same old southern voice We're singing

You're killing me, you're killing me Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American Dream Put down the pen and look in my eyes We're in the waiting room and something ain't right All this is on you, we're over prescribed Doctor, your medicine, and your

To cut through all his worn out leather I try to make the worst seem better About a million reasons Lord, show me the way I've got a hundred million reasons to walk away Give me a million reasons Givin' me a million reasons I bow down to pray But baby, I