Say it ain't so, I will not go Turn the lights off, carry me home Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill The night will go on All the small things True care truth brings I'll take one lift

Oh, frisky, yeah, yeah Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil' ole, lil' ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin'

Lights please Turn off the lights, For now everything just seems so right, And how you make the darkness seem so bright, I'm feeling like things gon' be alright Yeah, I had this little bad thing something like them tens She gave a nigga mad brain,

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on the good times I'm turning off the real life, driving, that's right Smoke rollin' out the window Yeah I'm chilling

I got too many hoes I can't fuck 'em all Don't know how to play but I ball Stacking that money up make it tall Ooh, the ice on my neck got me frost Mama ain't made no hoe, she made a boss My diamonds they shine when the lights turned off Rocking designer

Half on a baby All I need is your body next to me (saying ooh) Ooh na na na na na (yo, yo body) Yo body na na na Turn the lights down low, I'm ready the break it off Since computer love, been wanting to set it off Like a hotel room I'm checking in to

I?m reckless So reckless God save me from this madness So cut me off throw me out God save me, save me from this madness Please forgive me when I turn out the lights Watch this haunted day turn into a wasted night Cause I?m a reckless, I?m a reckless god

Kidnap the Sandy Claws Lalalalalala Lock him up real tight Throw away the key and then Turn off all the lights First we're going to set some bait Inside a nasty trap and wait When he comes a-sniffing

Promise that you will sing about me Dying of thirst And its my turn to settle down My main concern When the lights shut off Dye your thirst How many sins? I'm running out You dying of thirst

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me