[Intro: John Legend]

Ooh, oh

[Chorus: John Legend, Charlie Wilson & Elon Rutberg]

I know you're tired of loving, of loving

With nobody to love, nobody, nobody

So just grab somebody, no leaving this party

With nobody to love, nobody, nobody

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

What you doin' in the club on a Thursday?

She say she only here for her girl birthday

They ordered champagne but still look thirsty

Rock Forever 21, but just turned thirty

I know I got a bad reputation

Walk-around-always-mad reputation

Leave-a-pretty-girl-sad reputation

Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation

I turnt the nightclub out of the basement

I'll turn the plane around, your ass keep complainin'

How you gon' be mad on vacation?

Dutty wining 'round all these Jamaicans

Uh, this that prom shit

This that what-we-do-don't-tell-your-mom shit

This that red-cup-all-on-the-lawn shit (Yeaaah)

Got a fresh cut, straight out the salon, bitch

[Chorus: John Legend, Charlie Wilson, Elon Rutberg & Brenda Lee]

I know you're tired (Tired) of lovin', of lovin' (Ooh)

With nobody to love, nobody, nobody

So just grab somebody, no leavin' this party (Woo)

With nobody to love, nobody, no-

Uh huh, honey

[Post-Chorus: Kanye West, Ponderosa Twins Plus One & Brenda Lee]

Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures

One good girl is worth a thousand bitches

(Bound to fall in love)

Bound

(Bound to fall in love)

Bound

Uh-huh, honey

[Verse 2: Kanye West]

I wanna fuck you hard on the sink

After that, give you somethin' to drink

Step back, can't get spunk on the mink

I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Rome think?

Hey, you remember where we first met?

Okay, I don't remember where we first met

But hey, admittin' is the first step

And hey, you know ain't nobody perfect

And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep

But hey, their backstroke I'm tryna perfect

And hey, ayo, we made it; Thanksgivin'

So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas

She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist

Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches?

Maybe we could still make it to the church steps

But first, you gon' remember how to forget

After all these long-ass verses

I'm tired, you tired, Jesus wept

[Chorus: Charlie Wilson, John Legend & Elon Rutberg]

I know you're tired of lovin', of lovin'

With nobody to love, nobody, nobody

So just grab somebody, no leavin' this party (Woo)

With nobody to love, nobody, nobody

[Outro: Charlie Wilson & Brenda Lee]

Ooh

Uh-huh, honey