(She's got to love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) Mum mum mum mah I'll get him hot, show him what I've got I wanna hold em like they do in Texas Please

Everywhere I go Bitches always know That charlie scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch) That charlie scene has got a weenie that he loves to show Lets get this party started Lets keep them 40s poppin' So just get buzzed and stay fucked up

Well I get my kicks Oh, come with me I'll show you how to live for free Nobody got a thing on me Done singing in the midnight street (ooh) Oh, diamond deeds, a minimal variety I'll never lack the quality Take the money

So pardon me, boys I'm gonna be late I don't have the choice I've got to get into shape It's eight on the nose And I gotta go So pass me my coat I've got to get to the show Ain't got no feelin'

Nana-na nana ah Baby let me hear you loud Come on get loud loud let it out Shout it out from the rooftops Show me everything that you've got Come on get loud loud, let it out Come on get loud 'til they shut us down (I've been looking for the one tonight)

It's time to rise up, man up, get back up, Never bend and won't be broken Dust off and then come back for more You've gotta reach down, dig deep, and break ground, Show them all you won't be beaten Come back for more Brush it off and then come back for

Nana-na nana ah Baby let me hear you loud Come on get loud loud let it out Shout it out from the rooftops Show me everything that you've got Come on get loud loud, let it out Come on get loud 'til they shut us down (I've been looking for the one tonight)

If you let me put it a little into ya For so long I've been tryin' to get into ya Now girl it's your turn to take the reins Now show me what you're gonna do 'Cause girl I got your remedy Can't put down girl get down Help it's too late 'cause it's 'bout

Why does love got to be so sad? Got to find me a way To take me back to yesterday. How can I ever hope to forget you? Won't you show me a place Where I can hide my lonely face? I know you're going to break my heart if I let you. Like a moth to a flame,

Will be the end of the road So I guess the driveway Let the credits start to roll I tried it your way But I got nothing to show And the story's getting old For us it's too late Nothing hurts like losing