I’ve been gone for a minuteBeen low key with my businessAskin’, “Rita, who is it? Is it true?” (Is it true?)I’ve been takin’ off every weekendYou and I in our feelings‘Cause the high’s so much better with you (with you)
Oh, my God, been a hell of a rideBut you feel like a religion, ah oohAnd who knew love would leave me feelin’ this good?I have to praise you like I should
I have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)I have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)I have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)I have to praise you like I should
Now it’s four in the morningAnd it never gets boringFriends, they shut up about it, I can’t stopIt’s written all over my faceYou got me realigning my faithThat’s the kinda thing that needs praiseOhhh, I
Oh, my God, been a hell of a rideBut you feel like a religion, ah oohAnd who knew love would leave me feelin’ this good?I have to praise you like I should
I have to praise you, have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)I have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)I have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)I have to praise you like I should
Don’t know, don’t know what you doBut I’m a-a-always praising youDon’t know, don’t know what you doBut I’m a-a-always praising youDon’t know, don’t know what you doBut I’m a-a-always praising youDon’t know, don’t know what you doBut I’m a-a-always praising you
I have toI have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)I have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)I have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)I have to praise you like I should
I have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)(But I’m a-a-always praising you)I have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)(But I’m a-a-always praising you)I have to praise you (oh-oh-oh, hey)(But I’m a-a-always praising you)I have to praise you like I should
Song by Rita Ora