I Gotta Praise
I ain't been to church in a decade or so
I gotta praise me somebody
It's Playboy not Bible when I'm feeling low
I gotta praise me somebody
The phone calls I make are totally ignored
They only ring back if they're drunk or they're bored
Get me someone or I'll turn to the Lord
I gotta praise me somebody
I gotta worship
I gotta praise
Spend all my minutes and waste all my days
I gotta compliment
I gotta serve
I gotta give someone all they deserve
I'm down on my knees and I'm begging you please
I gotta find me somebody
Long term relationship, just a quick squeeze
I gotta find me somebody
My football team lose every game I attend
The florists return any flowers I send
I'm sick of the hours alone that I spend
I gotta love me somebody
I gotta worship
I gotta praise
Spend all my minutes and waste all my days
I gotta compliment
I gotta serve
I gotta give someone all they deserve
The Sikhs have their temple
The Muslims their mosque
And I can't even name any lovers I've Iost
I've gotta have someone
To peck me on cheek
Hug me and say that they've missed me all week
I gotta worship
I gotta praise
Spend all my minutes and waste all my days
I gotta compliment
I gotta serve
I gotta give someone all they deserve
I gotta worship
I gotta praise
Spend all my minutes and waste all my days
I gotta compliment
I gotta serve
I gotta give someone all they deserve
I gotta praise me somebody
It's Playboy not Bible when I'm feeling low
I gotta praise me somebody
The phone calls I make are totally ignored
They only ring back if they're drunk or they're bored
Get me someone or I'll turn to the Lord
I gotta praise me somebody
I gotta worship
I gotta praise
Spend all my minutes and waste all my days
I gotta compliment
I gotta serve
I gotta give someone all they deserve
I'm down on my knees and I'm begging you please
I gotta find me somebody
Long term relationship, just a quick squeeze
I gotta find me somebody
My football team lose every game I attend
The florists return any flowers I send
I'm sick of the hours alone that I spend
I gotta love me somebody
I gotta worship
I gotta praise
Spend all my minutes and waste all my days
I gotta compliment
I gotta serve
I gotta give someone all they deserve
The Sikhs have their temple
The Muslims their mosque
And I can't even name any lovers I've Iost
I've gotta have someone
To peck me on cheek
Hug me and say that they've missed me all week
I gotta worship
I gotta praise
Spend all my minutes and waste all my days
I gotta compliment
I gotta serve
I gotta give someone all they deserve
I gotta worship
I gotta praise
Spend all my minutes and waste all my days
I gotta compliment
I gotta serve
I gotta give someone all they deserve
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Ralph Noblett, Paul David Heaton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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