Got a real bad case of restless As I pace around my room The old urge has started stirring Must be the power of the moon Been feeling, oh, so nervous Since my loving's turned to mud And I hear that night wind howlin' It's time to find new blood, new

No! No! No! You'll know, yes, you'll know And you will find, to give love a start Don't think with your mind; just feel with your heart Can anyone explain the wonder of love? But now that you and I are sharing a sigh We know, yes, we know Can anyone

I feel glorious, glorious Got a chance to start again I was born for this, born for this It's who I am, how could I forget? I made it through the darkest part of the night And now I see the sunrise Now I feel glorious, glorious We gon' be alright, put

When there's a shine on your shoes There's a melody in your heart What a wonderful way to start the day With a singable, happy feeling What a wonderful way to start To face the world every day With a deedle-um-dee-dulay Little melody that is making When

Whoah, something bad Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen Got a real good feelin’ something bad about to happen Stand on the box, stomp your feet, start clapping Wake up in the morning’ don’t know what happened Drinks keep coming, throw

'Round midnight, midnight It begins to tell I do pretty well, till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still

Talk is cheap, my darling When you're feeling right at home I wanna make you move with confidence I wanna be with you alone Said help me help you start it You're too comfortable to know Throwing out those words Oh, you gotta feel it on your own You're a

Come on and text me, Texas Before you turn off your phone I'm a wreck and I'm restless Got a feelin' that you're not alone Yeah it's breakin' my heart and I'm startin' to get the message Come on and text me Texas Who's in Houston that's keepin' you from

Condition critical Condition critical, critical I'm feeling physical Not really cynical Oh the tension's mounting The pressure starts to show All the men in haunting

Oh, what a feeling When we're dancing on the ceiling What is happening here Something's going on that's not quite clear Somebody turn on the lights We're gonna have a party It's starting tonight The room is hot and that's good Some of my friends came by