Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see I'm tired of dancing here all

I'ma fuck up my life Yeah right, yeah right But you know I don't mind Never give a single fuck about me Yeah, you bet she know that we ain't Never gonna be together, I see Yeah, you bet I go to see you when I'm feeling like a drum without a beat Yeah,

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme that bass(4 x repeats) Gimme that bass I've been gone for too long, now it's time I take it back(back) I put the piece up A down Get get it you like it when I move it to beat like that I've been gone for too long, think it's

No, it don't matter as long as we're together It all feels like home Moved along It don't matter as long as we're together And we rode on It all feels like home (it don't matter) Feels like home You hit me up in the beat up 'cause that's just south of

If I ruled the world, I would give it, give it all to you, give it, give it all to you So everybody get up, up Out of your seats Kick off your shoes, like you're down at the beach Jump up, up, up On the beat singing "Aye oh!", "Aye oh!", "Aye oh!" Up,

You see the hits? Lightwork Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork Long sentence, got bars, I'm a lifer No more pics with niggas we don't really fuck with Drop the beat then she might twerk Mi nah pick up Pecknarm yeah? You see the ting that ah gwarn It's a

Under the stars on Brighton Beach Seems like only yesterday I remember when you were only seventeen You were the finest girl that my eyes had ever seen I guess you found it hard to simply just ignore This scruffy beat up working class teenage troubadour

This is my heartbeat song and I'm gonna play it Oh up up all night long Been so long I forgot how to turn it up up up up all night But I know you can take it up up up up all night You, where the hell did you come from? You were a different, different

Beating me up (whoa, oh, whoa) Beating me up I wish my heart would stop It's getting louder and louder Every time I think about you, about you I'll be better off without you, without you I wish my heart would stop, wish my heart would stop I won't let

Keep living loud and proud They never can hold you down Everything that I say won't mean anything less When I'm down in a grave And you've put me to rest This is for the kids with the beaten in lips Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists