Hey Ya! (feat. Lydia Clowes)

My baby don't mess around

Because she loves me so

And this I know fo sure

But does she really wanna

But can't stand to see me walkin' out the door?

Don't try to fight the feeling

'Cause the thought alone is killin' me right now

Thank God for Mom and Dad

For sticking two together

'Cause we don't know how

Hey ya! Hey ya!

Hey ya! Hey ya!

You think you've got it

Oh, you think you've got it

But got it just don't get it 'til there's nothin' at all

We get together

Oh, we get together

But separate's always better when there's feelings involved

If what they say is

Nothing is forever

Then what makes

Then what makes

Then what makes

Love the exception?

So why, oh, why

Are we so in denial when we know we're not happy here?

Hey ya! Hey ya!

Hey ya! Hey ya!

Hey ya! Hey ya!

Hey ya! Hey ya!

Hey ya! Hey ya!

Hey ya! Hey ya!

Hey ya! Hey ya!

Hey ya! Hey ya!