| We came up from tennessee
|
| We didn’t know much about this city
|
| It had us all in a trance
|
| And all we could do is sing, drink and dance
|
| 'Cause you’re too, too, too much fun
|
| And when you’re gone, clouds cover the sun
|
| The funnest boys we ever met
|
| You’re too, too hard to forget
|
| You showed up late to the party
|
| Yes, you were too too tardy
|
| You had whiskey, tequila and a bottle of love
|
| And little did you know, you fit us just like a glove
|
| 'Cause you’re too, too, too much fun
|
| And when you’re gone, clouds cover the sun
|
| The funnest boys we ever met
|
| You’re too, too hard to forget
|
| And hell you are my number one
|
| And hell you are a son of a gun
|
| My heart may belong to you
|
| But i’m stil gonna dance to 222
|
| 'Cause you’re too, too, too much fun
|
| And when you’re gone, clouds cover the sun
|
| The funnest boys we ever met
|
| You’re too, too hard to forget
|
| Well, what’s the damage, do you want some more
|
| We played and we puked on the kitchen floor
|
| It’s how you gone and said «I love you»
|
| It’s how you gone and said «222»
|
| 'Cause you are too, too, too much fun
|
| And when you’re gone, clouds cover the sun
|
| The funnest boys we ever met
|
| You’re too, too hard to forget
|
| You’re too, too hard to forget |