Just like you said It’s all been done before I don’t have to talk pretty For them no more [x2]
I can talk what I want, how I wanna I can talk what I want, how I wanna I can talk what I want, how I wanna I don’t have to talk taste for you, mama No, no
Ray, ray, ray, raise me up Ray, ray, ray, raise me up Ray, raise me up Ray, raise me up
It’s the voodoo, Mississippi south 69 million stars Birds are flying out of my mouth Spirits creeping in my yard
Hold my head, it’s tilting back Something dancing me around Putting crystals on my neck Lifting my feet off the ground The ground
Ray, ray, ray, raise me up Ray, ray, ray, raise me up Ray, raise me up Ray, raise me up
Oh, see, what you’ve done Oh, me, just what I’m talking about Oh, see, look you’ve done now Oh, me, it’s what I’m talking bout It’s what I’m talking bout It’s what I’m talking about
Pick me up in a pickup truck Roll it down, you’ve got it going on Lemme talk on your CB, what? Lemme play with your new shotgun, shotgun
Ray, ray, ray, raise me up Ray, ray, ray, raise me up Ray, raise me up Ray, raise me up [x2]
I can talk what I want, how I wanna I can talk what I want, how I wanna I can talk what I want, how I wanna I don’t have to talk taste for you, mama No, no