Just like you said

It's all been done before

I don't have to talk pretty

For them no more

I can talk what I want, how I wanna

I can talk what I want, how I wanna

I don't have to talk taste for you, mama

No, no

Ray, ray, ray

Raise me up

It's the voodoo, mississippi south

69 million stars

Birds are flying out of my mouth

Spirits creeping in my yard

Hold my head, it's tilting back

Something dancing me around

Putting crystals on my neck

Lifting my feet off the ground

Ray, ray, ray

Raise me up

Oh, see, what you've done now

Oh, me, just what I'm talking about

Oh, see, what you've done now

Ohh, me, it's what I'm talking bout

Pick me up in a pickup truck

Roll down, you've got it going on

Lemme talk on your cb, what?

Lemme play with your new shotgun

Ray, ray, ray

Raise me up