Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh my God, it's been a hell of a ride But you feel like a religion, oh And who's gonna love a lady feelin' this good? I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you like I should Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh It's written all over my face Got me real high in my face That's the kind of thing that needs Praise you, praise you Oh my God, it's been a hell of a ride But you feel like a religion, oh And who's gonna love a lady feelin' this good? I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you like I should Don't, don't, don't know what you do I'm always praising you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you like I should Don't, don't, don't know what you do I'm always praising you