Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

I've been drunk up in the Smokies On a Rocky Mountain high I got friends from Tennessee So I got something in a bottle And I got something from a seed Since you said you didn't love me Since hung me out to dry Well I got friends from Colorado Made the

You give me butterflyz Got me flyin' so high in the sky I can't control the butterflyz You give me something that I can't deny Something that's so free I just can't control the way I feel Lately when I look into your eyes, I fly You're the only one I

This time it's goodbye trouble I feel the light at the end of this tunnel I get stronger with every step Come Hell, come high water You push on me I'm going to push back harder I got a whole lot more than a little bit left Oh, don't put dirt on my grave

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe (o-o-o-o-o-oh) That you are the remedy That you are the remedy (o-o-o-o-o-oh) (You are, you are, yeah) I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe O-o-o-o-o-oh I got nothing but time for you Feeling so high on

Oh, I got some party favors for you Party favors for you I’ve been tripping, high off blue dream Breathe into me, you know Inhale, exhale, I'm so dizzy They can't see me, I'm gone Woah, oh, they don't go as hard as I do, oh I brought some to the party

Lean with me, pop with me Get high with me if you rock with me Smoke with me, drink with me Fucked up liver with some bad kidneys Drugs got me sweatin', but the room gettin' colder Lookin' at the devil and the angel on my shoulder Will I die tonight? I

'Cause I'm a man on a wire, on a wire I'm just a man on a wire, oh My heart is in my throat I'm counting on high hopes to get me over you And I've got my eyes closed As long as the wind blows I'm counting on high hopes to get me over you, you I'm a man

I don't need a rich boy I don't want your money No, you don't gotta spend nothing on me All I want is sweet sweet love, sweet sweet love I don't want dollars No, you don't gotta be a high roller Hey! I don't need a rich boy All I want, sweet sweet love,

And Troooll Doll Mr. Troll and me, To the tune of "Desire" Troll Doll out on the street Got no job got no money Got no shoes on the feet But you gotts stay tall, stay high