Nothing Left To Lose Lyrics - American Hi-fi

Yeah 

Come on, come on 

Nothing left to lose 

Except you and your baby blues 

Microphone check this rhyme 

Pancho villa was a friend of mine 

I get fucked up holla back y'all 

And I kick it like Jackie Chan 

With my kung fu style 

I'll get rid of you in a while, yeah 

Hey hey hey 

All the bitches in the back 

C'mon c'mon get up get up 

(Woah) 

I know you know its never forever 

C'mon c'mon get up get up 

(Woah) 

You wanna hear I'm sorry whatever 

Now that you gone I'm moving on 

You wrecked it all 

There's nothing left to lose except for you 

Yeah 

Get my teenage kicks 

Pull in down boards like rod man 

All the lipstick chicks sing 

Na na na na na na 

I get fucked up holla back y'all 

And I rock it like Jackson Browne 

Let me tell ya right now 

(What) 

I like strippers better anyhow 

Hey hey hey 

All the bitches in the back 

C'mon c'mon get up get up 

(Woah) 

I know you know its never forever 

C'mon c'mon get up get up 

(Woah) 

You wanna hear I'm sorry whatever 

Now that you gone I'm moving on 

You wrecked it all 

There's nothing left to lose except for you 

There's nothing left to lose except for you 

Go 

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C'mon c'mon get up get up 

(Woah) 

I know you know its never forever 

C'mon c'mon get up get up 

(Woah) 

You wanna hear I'm sorry whatever 

Now that you gone I'm moving on 

You wrecked it all 

There's nothing left to lose except for you 

Now that you gone I'm moving on 

You wrecked it all 

There's nothing left to lose except for you 

There's nothing left to lose except for you 

There's nothing left to lose except for you