Praising You (feat. Fatboy Slim)

I been gone for a minute
Been low key with my business
Askin': Rita, who is it? Is it true?
I've been takin' off every weekend
You and I in our feelings
'Cause the high's so much better with you

Oh, my God, been a hell of a ride
But you feel like a religion
And 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 morning
Man, it never gets boring
Friends say: Shut up about it, I can't stop
It's written all over my face
You got me realigning my faith
That's the kinda thing that needs praise
Oh, ah

Oh, my God, been a hell of a ride
But you feel like a religion, ah, ooh
And 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, don't, don't know what you do
But I'm a-a-always praising you
Don't, don't, don't know what you do
But I'm a-a-always praising you
Don't, don't, don't know what you do
But I'm a-a-always praising you
Don't, don't, don't know what you do
But I'm a-a-always praising you

I have to
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
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