It's alright, it's alright You are my one and only You gave that joy to me When my whole life was lonely Do it again Don't let this love end You came in That's what my little heart was looking for Laughter in the rain

Baby you look good Like oh, the way you move to the bass Whole room gets to spinnin' from the second that you walk in And baby you look good all day, all night You look good, so fresh, so fine You look good, got everybody watching you like cameras in

Me, got it out the mud, they respect that Me, always spread the love when I get back You, got your hand out, that's a bitch move You, always complaining like a bitch do Me, still right here with who I came with Me, self-made, my circles on the same shit

Midget Saw, a deadly fate Chopped up limbs become shark bait Midget Saw, the pirate's code It says that both your legs must go Chopped to pieces Ripped to shreds You're gonna wish that you were dead! Who's that short man what does he do? He killed that

Whoa whoa whoa People gonna say what they say But we don’t care about that anyway Haters gonna hate Don’t you ever change Only thing that matters That you need to know You’ll only find it in your heart and soul We don’t care what they say

I'm not that girl He could be that boy Hands touch, eyes meet Sudden silence, sudden heat Hearts leap in a giddy whirl But I'm not that girl Don't dream too far Don't lose sight of who you are Don't remember that rush of joy

I read the news today, oh boy I'd love to turn you on About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well I just had to laugh I saw the photograph He blew his mind out in a car He didn't notice that the lights had changed A crowd

Play that piano And let us forget who we are Bourbon and whiskey, tequila and scotch Chocolate martinis and Jägerbomb shots Ice cold cerveza replaces a day Takes off the edge and takes us away Play us a song about losing Play us a song about love Play us

Uh, ooh, open it up Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk Uh, ooh, shells in the pump Woo, woo woo Coupe with the wings (brr) Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings) Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah) Shit do

I knew better then Like the winds, blowing Changes, fast and growing To trust myself To trust someone else Words that hurt the ones you lovin' Hatred for who you're becomin' I knew better then yes To trust the lies that slip from my mouth