Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Make it real loud) Give me that thing that I love (Turn the lights on) (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the

But I don't really mind Shifting, shifting, shifting Aloud like it makes so Much difference to me. Huffing, puffing, marching Around like I know how Much better it should be. I know it looks like I disagree Nine tenths of the time