Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh Everybody get it started I’m on top of the world, what a feeling No one told me what I could be Now I’m walking on air, what a feeling I’m undefeated, undefeated, tonight Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Mountain climbing (mountain climbing) Chance is you'll find me Pounding my hammer Done my fair share of Whoa, it's troubles, I've got 'em Out in the fields Whoa, it's blues at the bottom On the stone and steel Whoa, blues at the bottom

Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh It must be true love True love, true love No one else can break my heart like you Nothin' else can break my heart like At the same time, I wanna hug you I wanna wrap my hands around your neck You're an

And we're just getting started now Whoa, whoa, oh oh whoa The night is young And we're just getting started We're just getting started And the best is yet to come And we're just getting started now (Time to set it off, so let's begin) Right now, it feels

Won't let you cloud my mind And I was like I said oh-oh-oh Won't look back on my mind Won't let bad out my shine All my days, I was crying All my lows, all my highs

You'd better Stop, before you tear me all apart You'd better Stop, before you go and a break my heart Oh whoa, you'd better stop All that I have, is all that you've given me Did you never worry, that I'd come to depend on you I gave you all my love, that

I should've said something Whoa oh oh oh So we board up the windows we used to look through Yeah, I should've said something to you I should've said something to you When I saw you walk away Instead, I did nothing You're gone and it's too late

(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,

I had her on ice, but then Blue faces, I got blue diamonds, blue tint, yeah Look who I'm fuckin' again I watched the ice get thin Now, does she sink or swim? Double my price again Top of the charts, back in they hearts Nigga, he strikes again, whoa Some

(Everything has got to get better) Yeah yeah yeah Hey yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Whoa ho oh oh oh My grandmother suits was tailor made, Sundays Mahalia played