Hey Ya - DENM

My baby don’t mess around

Because she loves me so and this I know for sure

But does she really want it

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

And 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 got it, oh, you think you got it

But «got it» just don’t get it when there’s nothing at all

We get together, oh, we get together

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

If what they say is «nothing is forever»

Then what makes, then what makes

Then what makes love the exception?

And why-o, why-o, why-o, why-o, why-o, why-o

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

Yeah

But hey ya, hey ya

Hey ya, hey ya

Hey ya, hey ya

Hey ya, hey ya