Wave your your hands side to side, put put it in the air Wave your your hands side to side Shoulders sideways, smack it, smack it in the air (Spinnin') Spinnin' while my hands hands up Legs movin' side to side, smack it in the air Legs movin' side to side, smack you in the

(Put Put your hands hands up) Like a strobe light light light light, light, light Like a strobe light Drop in your your arms And if I can get for a second, Your stu-stutterin' I I I want you to stay Strobe light

Turn all the lights on! A-a-a-a-a-a-a a-ah A-a-a-a-a-a-a I need some lights, it's way too dark Oh yeah I'm going in They need to turn up up the lights Put Put your hands hands up if you're going hard Okay okay I'm with my friends Let the party begin

Hooker (Yeah, you're my hooker) Hooker (Government hooker) As long as I'm your your hooker (Back up up and turn around) As long as I'm your your hooker (Put Put your hands hands on the ground) As long as I'm you're hooker (Back up up and turn around) As long as I'm your your hooker

On the side of the freeway in the car Hey Mr. Jack Hey where you at? Put Put your hands hands up Get out of the car Fuck you pig Seven a.m. morning Came to take us away

Do the way you do it Turn up up the radio So what if we lose control So throw your your hands in the air Come on and make this count It's only you and me, never mind this crowd Do it like nobody's around, whoa So put put your hands hands in the air Come on and waste no

(Throw ya hands hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put Put it on the one, get your your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West Coast) It's somethin' in the water (Something

I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put put my hands hands up I know I left you speechless I'll be better to you I'll do everything different I'll be somebody different But we had time against us And miles between us The heavens cried

Everything but you 'Cause I'm anti-everything, but 'Cause I'm anti-everything, but I love you I'm fucking miserable 'til you walk into the room, yeah I talk a lot of shit, but swear you'll get used to it So put put your hands hands up in the air If you hate songs

Come let go Come the tidal, come the tide out again Come my brother, come slowly Come easy my friend, come my friend Come my sister, come easy Come busy on me, the youth can depend Come my brother put put your hands hands up Take your your heart out, let go, come let go