Woo-ooh
Woo-ooh
Woo
Woo-ooh
Woo-ooh
Woo

Went and took a ride in the dead of night
And told myself that everything's okay, yeah
Try to understand how you standin' over me
And girl, it's drivin' me crazy, yeah
It's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night
The only heat, it come from the ashtray, yeah
I might as well get high as hell
And just keep actin' like everything doesn't phase me, yeah

Take me all the way to the top, baby
Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby
Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby

I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Actin' like I got it all figured out
I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Must be better than the hell on the ground

Woo-ooh
Woo-ooh
Woo
Woo-ooh
(Oh) woo-ooh

It's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night
And I'ma drop the top with no Rogaine (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
And now might sound irrelevant but I prefer to stack my chips
When everything fallin' (Backwoods)
And I ain't religious but I look into the sky
And pray to anyone holy, ayy (anyone holy)
I been drinkin' way too much and man I got the blues
Because my baby don't hold me

Take me all the way to the top, baby
Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby
Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby

I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Actin' like I got it all figured out
I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Must be better than the hell on the ground
I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Actin' like I got it all figured out
I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Must be better than the hell on the ground

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Austin Richard Post, Carl Austin Rosen, Louis Russell Bell, Pharrell L. Williams