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 walk 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 stick together
Oh, we stick 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, oh
Why, oh, why, oh, why, oh
Are we so in denial when we know we’re not happy here?

Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!