Teksty:
Mraz Jason

Wake up everyone How can you sleep at a time like this Unless the dreamer is the real you Listen to your voice The one that tells you To taste past the

Hello, tell me you know, yeah, you've figured me out Something gave it away And it would be such a beautiful moment to see the look on your face To know

I try to picture a girl through a looking glass And see her as a carbon atom, see her eyes and stare back at them See the girl as her own new world Though

I've got the dynamo of volition The po-pole position Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions I'm a brand new addition to the old edition With the

A squirrel in the tree, is he watching me? Does he give a damn? Does he care who I am? I?m just a man, is that all I am? Are my manners misinterpreted

You?ve got the best of both worlds You?re the kind of girl who can take down a man And lift him back up again You are strong but you?re needy, humble

Well, I saw fireworks from the freeway And behind closed eyes I cannot make them go away 'Cause you were born on the fourth of July, freedom ring Now

You can say that I'm one curly fry In the box of the regular Messing with the flavor Oh, the flavor that you savor Saving me for last But you better

With that said, this is a song for the mama's (La la da da da da...) Whatever mama say You best do it Whatever mama say You best do Whatever mama say