A red one
Convict
Gaga
I�ve had a little bit too much
All of the people start to rush.
Start to rush babe.
How does he twist the dance?
Can�t find my drink or man.
Where are my keys, I lost my phone.
What�s go-ing out on the floor?
I love this record baby, but I can�t see straight anymore.
Keep it cool what�s the name of this club?
I can�t remember but it�s alright, alright.
Chorus:
Just dance. Gunna be okay.
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just dance. Spin that record babe.
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just dance. Gunna be okay.
Duh-duh-duh-duh
Dance. Dance. Dance. Ju-just dance.
Wish I could shut my playboy mouth.
How�d I turn my shirt inside out? Inside out babe.
Control your poison babe
Roses with thorns they say.
And we�re all gettin� hosed tonight.
What�s go-ing out on the floor?
I love this record baby, but I can�t see straight anymore.
Keep it cool what�s the name of this club?
I can�t remember but it�s alright, alright.
[Chorus]
When I come through on the dance floor checkin out that catalogue.
Can�t believe my eyes so many women without a flaw.
And I ain�t gonn� give it up, steady tryna pick it up like the car
I�ma hit it, I�ma hit it and flex until the til done until tomorr� yeah.
Show me I can see that you got so much in the jean
The way you twirling up them hips round and round
There�s no reason, I know why you can�t leave here with me
In the meantime stand, let me watch you break it down.
[Chorus]
I�m psychotic synchypnotic
I got my blue burners and phonic
I�m psychotic synchypnotic
I got my brand electronic
I�m psychotic synchypnotic
I got my blue burners and phonic
I�m psychotic synchypnotic
I got my brand electronic
Go. Use your muscle comin out work and hustle
I got it, just stay close enough to get it
Go slow. Drive it, clean it like so clean it�s been molesto, I got it, and your popped coll�
[Chorus]
Çarş. Tem. 29, 2009 9:28 pm