Welcome to Burlesque, Show a little more, Show a little less, Add a little smoke, Ooh, everyone is buying, Put your money in my hand, Everything you dream of, But never can possess, Nothing's what it seems,

Back it up for me, back it, back it up for me Oh woah, woah woah You don't get to see my face, just drop it down You don't get to see my face, just pop it down, pop it down Ooh, yeah yeah yeah UTU, FÈRINA! Girl I'm wavy

All I wanna do is end up with you (ooh, ooh) End up with you, end up with you Lovin' in the back seat to the radio Wouldn't be the worst scenario 'Cause all I wanna do is end up with you Get home and we're locked out Middle of the backyard laying down

Pour some sugar on me Ooh in the name of love Pour your sugar on me Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet Break the bubble, break it up C'mon fire me up Ooh I can't get enough I'm hot, sticky sweet Hey, hey, hey

Oh, you got that, I don't wanna That I don't wanna do nothing, you got that lazy love And I fall victim to that lazy love Hey you got that, I don't wanna That I don't wanna do nothing Singing ooh, said ooh, ooh lazy love Ooh my lobby call was 11:30 I'm

Put it in drive, I'll be outside, I'll be on the way I'll be on the way You can meet me in five, I'll be online, I'll be a-all day I'll be a-all day Na, na, na, na, ooh Oh, no, oh, ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah This the type of shit that you been waiting all year

Oh! Oh! Oh! (Heartburn) burnin' in my soul (Heartburn) call the fire department (Heartburn) it's out of control Shake it, shake it, shake it, oh Ooh, ooh, ooh Adrenaline rushin' in my body All my power I just can't fight it Doesn't matter how I keep on

Baby, baby, baby I love you But if it's all the same to you baby I'm gonna stop you from saying goodbye If you want my love, baby If you really do Don't be afraid, baby Just ask and ooh, I'm gonna give it to you Though I do declare, I want to see you

Can it be I stayed away too long Did I leave your mind when I was gone But this time let me tell you where I'm at I want to, want to be where you are (ooh aah) I want to, want to be where you are (oh aah) I want to be, I want to be (oh) It's not my thing

Ooh, God, that's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you I need the trouble with trust Ooh, God, that's the trouble with us Got me fighting naked, nothing sacred We're tearing paint off the walls It's on the edge of emotional I see that look in