Red One
Konvict
Gaga
Oh eh
I’ve had a little bit too much, much
All of the people start to rush, start to rush by
caught in a twisted dance
Can’t find my drink oh man,
where are my keys I lost my phone
What’s going on, 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, I'm alright
Just dance, it’s gonna be okay da da doo-doom
Just dance, spin that record babe da da doo-doom
Just dance, it’s gonna be okay
Da da da
Dance, dance, dance
Just, just, just, just dance
Wish I could shut my playboy mouth
How’d i turn my shirt inside out
Control your poison babe
Roses have thorns they say
And were all getting hosed tonight
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