See us come to award shows we're like (Oh yeah) Can we get more of those, they're like (Oh yeah) See us keep blowin' up, we're like (Oh yeah) See Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care See me in your videos, I'm like (Oh yeah) See me right up close,

What can you show me That my heart don't know already And you're qualified to me Only losers go to school That my heart don't know where it is And you're qualified We make our own sins You're qualified to me We did it unknown

You know I dreamed about you I wanna hurry home to you Put on a slow, dumb show for you and crack you up So you can put a blue ribbon on my brain God, I'm very, very frightened, I'll overdo it For twenty-nine years before I saw you I missed you for, for

(Put on a show, get on the floor) You giving me everything you got All I really want now is more It's a cabaret Cause even though I'm a professional I like to do my work at home (Get on the floor, get on the floor) Now can we discuss

But stay off of my blue suede shoes Well, you can do anything Step on my blue suede shoes Well, it's one for the money Two for the show Three to get ready But don't you Well do anything that you want to do

'Cause all I need Is a beauty and a beat Who can make my life complete It's all 'bout you When the music makes you move Baby do it like you do We gonna party like it's 3012 tonight I wanna show you all the finer things in life So just forget about the

All a nigga really need is a lil' bit Not a lot baby girl just a lil' bit We can head to the crib in a lil' bit I can show ya how I live in a lil' bit I want to unbutton your pants just a lil' bit Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil' bit Get to kissin'

At the night show Don't you let out that antidote Poppin' pills is all we know In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!) It's lowkey at the night show Anything can happen at the night show Don't you open up that window Don't go through the front door

Stand there and look into my eyes And tell me that all we had were lies Show me that to you it don't count And I'll stand here if you prefer Yes I'll leave you without a word Hey you can tell the world That you're leaving And you can pack your bags And

It's all about me and you Doin' how we do Tear the floor up up Tell 'em to make room If they wanna know Tell 'em mind their own But if they wanna look We can give 'em a encore