You outta see them pretty lips take a drag I never wanna be a cigarette so bad Never wanted to know what it's like to go (Up in smoke) I've never been jealous of a pair of jeans But I wish that girl was wearing me Wish I knew her name Wish I could say it Over and over I want to be the liquor in her glass The green in her grass Her fall too fast She got the hey now She got the alright She light up a room She got the boom She got the dynamite She got the yeah She got the ohh She got the woah Every fire she starts is a work of art I bet she's got a long trail of broken hearts If it's a guarantee I still wish she'd be The death of me I wanna be the half that makes her whole The hand she wants to hold Her rock, her roll She got the hey now She got the alright She light up a room She got the boom She got the dynamite She got the yeah She got the ohh She got the woah Yeah She got the hey now She got the alright She light up a room She got the boom She got the dynamite She got the hey now She got the alright She light up a room She got the boom She got the dynamite She got the yeah She got the ohh She got the woah She got the yeah She got the ohh She got the woah She got the woah