Tonight, tonight, tonight Joy to the city I go to the parties Throw my hands in the air I drink what they pour me The cups of who cares Go up in the night sky Up in the clouds Fly over the houses

Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn up the music (just turn it up louder) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Turn up the music (I need it in my life, yeah) If you're sexy and you know it, put yo hands up in the air Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (turn up the

You got the love To see me through Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care" But you've got the love I need I know I can count on you Sometimes it seems the going is just too rough And

Yeah yeah and it's okay I tie my hands up to a chair so I don't fall that way Yeah yeah and I'm alright I took a sip of something poison but I'll hold on tight I took a sip of something poison, a sip of something poison Sometimes life it takes you by the

This party, this party wasn't over Somebody, somebody should've told her Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her

This party, this party wasn't over Somebody, somebody should've told her Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her

This party, this party wasn't over Somebody, somebody should've told her Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her

Come on down to the city of L.A Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday, baby We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy Come on, everybody throw your hands up in the air Come on lets And you

Do the way you do it Turn up the radio So what if we lose control So throw 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 your hands in the air Come on and waste no

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 your hands up in the air If you hate songs