One, two, three, uh!

My baby don't mess around

Because she loves me so

And this I know fo sho (uh)

But does she really wanna

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

Don't try to fight the feeling

'Cause the thought alone is killing me right now (uh)

Thank God for mom and dad

For sticking two together

'Cause we don't know how (c'mon)

Hey ya!

Hey ya!

Hey ya!

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 nothing at all (ah)

We get together

Oh, we get together

But separate's always better when there's feelings involved (ah)

If what they say is, "Nothing is forever"

Then what makes, then what makes