[Chorus] Billy

Put you on my ceiling
Ah, you got the spirit
Woah, won’t you give me that feeling
Ah, won’t you give me that feeling

Woah, cause once you see it
I know you’ll wanna feel it
Woah, let me give you that feeling
Ahhhh

[Verse 1] Billy

I got a mirror on my ceiling (don’t look down)
I would love to get you in (in the sky)
I got a disco ball in my room (always spinning)
I would love to see how you move (under me)
I got some diamonds we can line up (line em up)
And knock down you know the rest (knock you down)
I’d sign my name all over your walls (I was here)
If I ever get the chance

[Chorus] Billy

Put you on my ceiling
Ah, you got the spirit
Woah, won’t you give me that feeling
Ah, won’t you give me that feeling
Woah, cause once you see it
I know you’ll wanna feel it
Woah, let me give you that feeling
Ahhhh

[Chorus 2] Billy

Ceiling mirror disco ball Angel baby, I want you bad
I need you bad
Ceiling mirror disco ball Angel baby, I want you bad
I need you bad
Ceiling mirror disco ball Angel baby, I want you bad
I need you bad
Ceiling mirror disco ball Angel baby, I want you bad
I need you bad

[Chorus] Billy

Put you on my ceiling
Ah, you got the spirit
Woah, won’t you give me that feeling
Ah, won’t you give me that feeling

Woah, cause once you see it
I know you’ll wanna feel it
Woah, let me give you that feeling
Ahhhh
Put you on my ceiling
Ah, you got the spirit
Woah, won’t you give me that feeling
Ah, won’t you give me that feeling

Woah, cause once you see it
I know you’ll wanna feel it
Woah, let me give you that feeling
Ahhhh

Put you on my ceiling
Ah, you got the spirit
Woah, won’t you give me that feeling
Ah, won’t you give me that feeling

Woah, cause once you see it
I know you’ll wanna feel it
Woah, let me give you that feeling
Ahhhh

[Outro] Billy

Fuck you in the bathroom stall
Of a biker bar, where a disco ball
Hangs up in the middle, ain’t been turned on
Since before I was born
Fuck you in your beat up Ford
Though it rarely starts, but it keeps us warm
And the heat is broke, and the seats are torn
It’s a rundown love

It’s a run down love

Hit a couple lines off your backside
Know you got that act right, act right
Hit that star 69, at night
Know you got that act right, act right
Hit a couple lines off your backside
Know you got that act right, act right
Hit that star 69, at night
Know you got that act right, act right

Fuck you in the bathroom stall
Of a biker bar, where a disco ball
Hangs up in the middle, ain’t been turned on
Since before I was born

Fuck you in your beat up Ford
Though it rarely starts, but it keeps us warm
And the heat is broke, and the seats are torn
It’s a rundown love

Tattoos only I can see
Got a brand new stain on your brand new sleeves
Got a brand new man, but you leave with me
Oh you say you’re in love

Smell like cigarettes and weed
Got work at 6, we don't leave til 3
And you know what you want, and it ain't no sleep
Girl, you're too much fun