a boy from Detroit, he was coolHe was tough

you almost had me fooledTold me that I was

you got your own opinionsBut baby, I don't even

drug, my drug, my drug, my drugMy drug, my drug,

think you got the best of meYou're sleepin' with

1: Taio could dream of ways to see youI

the consequence of overloading on the truth?Everything stops and

the spring water on the west endSippin' on somethin'

will get inYou always try to lock me out!This

transcribed from Angry Birds 2 youThis is gonna be

obsessive, I'm fixatingI want all the boys lately (All the

Niall Horan & Keith was distracted and in

boy, you're really creeping me outI think you're mental,

like I'm asleep, but I’m awakeIn this dream, I

a bitch I can't jump this, Evel KnievelI'm 'bout

spin my head right round, right roundWhen you go

a mad man's worldHappens every dayI don’t understandWhy the rules

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Let's do it, let’s do it, what?)(Ayy)

Well,wake up in the morning feeling like Bo DiddleyGrab my glasses,

that's buy my own things, I pay my