Hola chica You got that fuego, fuego and you know I need ya Now luego go right now I need to see ya Go upstairs and we can drink some that sangría Yeah Babe, it's too true Every guy up in this club is looking at you I know I'm a little shy and ain't got tattoos But I'ma try my luck and hola at you Yeah You got that big, big bubble butt Better keep my mouth shut I'll just watch you do your thing Sippin' on that pink champagne, yeah Girl, go to work Dance in that oversized 1980's Rolling Stones t-shirt Big, big bubble butt Better keep my mouth shut I'll just watch you do your thing Sippin' on that pink champagne, yeah Girl, go to work (go to work) Dance in that oversized 1980's Rolling Stones t-shirt Hey little mama You're too hot just like the middle of a summer And I really wanna see you under covers Take you there better than any other lover Yeah If I don't see you Walking out the door just know that I didn't mean to Say hello before you left and that I think you Should hit my line some time And you're super fine Yeah You got that big, big bubble butt Better keep my mouth shut I'll just watch you do your thing Sippin' on that pink champagne, yeah Girl, go to work Dance in that oversized 1980's Rolling Stones t-shirt Big, big bubble butt Better keep my mouth shut I'll just watch you do your thing Sippin' on that pink champagne, yeah Girl, go to work (go to work) Dance in that oversized 1980's Rolling Stones t-shirt You got that big, big bubble butt Better keep my mouth shut I'll just watch you do your thing Sippin' on that pink champagne, yeah Girl, go to work Dance in that oversized 1980's Rolling Stones t-shirt Big, big bubble butt Better keep my mouth shut I'll just watch you do your thing Sippin' on that pink champagne, yeah Girl, go to work (go to work) Dance in that oversized 1980's Rolling Stones t-shirt

Adrenaline rising Ain't feeling no pain I'm floating and flying The room is spinning, making me sway And I ain't even had to go And open up a bottle of wine tonight I can go on a bender Anytime that I please Don't need a bartender pouring, over-serving me I can get intoxicated on you, baby, anytime 'Cause you're mine There ain't no last call, counting down on the clock I can have all I want, don't be cutting me off 'Cause too much of your good love ain't a bad thing (woo, hmm) And your kiss got me wishing I could bottle it up Every sip to my lips is a sweet sugar rush 'Cause your love gets me more buzzed than pink champagne Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah I still like my Rosé Boy, don't get me wrong But you're what I reach for when I'm wanting something strong Never hungover, but I can't stay sober with you And I don't want to There ain't no last call, counting down on the clock (down on the) (Clock) I can have all I want, don't be cutting me off 'Cause too much of your good love ain't a bad thing (oh, oh-oh-oh, oh) And your kiss got me wishing I could bottle it up Every sip to my lips is a sweet sugar rush 'Cause your love gets me more buzzed than pink champagne Yea-eah-eah-eah-eah, yeah One more round of you won't hurt me I need you right now in a hurry 'Cause your love (baby) gets me more buzzed than pink champagne Got me addicted, don't wanna fix it There ain't no last call, counting down on the clock (counting down) (On the clock) I can have all I want, don't be cutting me off 'Cause too much of your good love ain't a bad thing (oh, oh-oh-oh, oh) And your kiss got me wishing I could bottle it up (oh, I could) (Bottle it up) every sip to my lips is a sweet sugar rush 'Cause your love gets me more buzzed than pink champagne Oh, oh-oh, oh, one more round of you won't hurt me I need you right now in a hurry 'Cause your love (baby) gets me more buzzed than pink champagne

I'm tired of the stress It's my fault for staying up, I guess Hate the body that I'm in I still refuse to go to the gym Try to be positive But I'm not the greatest optimist I still wear the biggest smile Don't wanna show what I feel inside I'm a paramaniac I'm a paramaniac I'd like to romanticise my whole life Oh, I'm sick and tired of sick and tired Oh, have a love that really lasts Like they do in the TV shows Maybe I could be a little bit sweeter When did I become so hard to please? Yeah Must be nice for it to come so easy I can't complain, it's me, I should change (I'm so shit) I'm a paramaniac I'm a paramaniac I'm a paramaniac I'm a paramaniac My failure of a love life The fact I'm never satisfied I'm quite shit at the guitar I know that's only my own fault I wish strangers liked me more Social media's a bore Might be best if I just quit Does that make me a hypocrite? I'm a paramaniac (paramaniac) I'm a paramaniac I'm a paramaniac I'm a paramaniac

Praying for a miracle glory on the line War from the crowd under hometown lights Ain't messing 'round talking Tennessee Titans They ain't going down, making history tonight 50, 40, 30, 20, 10 We came to win, won't be defeated Living on the field, get y'all believing Ain't nothing gonna stand in my way Y'all will remember this day Countdown to victory Go hard or go home brought my fight inside Ain't no place for God if you wanna survive Time to get running we ain't running out of time Getting this grind on the glitter We came to win, won't be defeated Living on the field, get y'all believing Ain't nothing gonna stand in my way Y'all will remember this day Countdown to victory 50, 40, 30, 20, 10 50, 40, 30, 20, 10 We came to win, won't be defeated Living on the field, get y'all believing Ain't nothing gonna stand in my way Y'all will remember this day Countdown to victory