Praising You (Fatboy Slim remix)

I've been gone for a minute Been low-key with my business Askin', "Rita, who is it? Is it true?" 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 I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you 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-stop-stop You got me realigning my faith That's the kinda thing that needs praise 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, 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 know, don't know what you do But I'm a-a-always praising you Don't know, don't know what you do But I'm a-a-always praising you Don't know, don't know what you do But I'm a-a-always praising you Don't know, don't know what you do But I'm a-a-always praising you 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 I have to praise you (But I'm a-a-always praising you) I have to praise you (But I'm a-a-always praising you) I have to praise you (But I'm a-a-always praising you) I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you like I should