Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no! You know, well you know, you had it comin' to you Now, there's not a lot I can do Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer I said dreamer, you're nothing but a dreamer I said "far out, what a day, a year, a

Put your hands up in the air Body rock, body rock, you rock with me All day I'm only thinking 'bout you All day you got me going baby always I love the way your body rocks when we rock you rock with me See this is how real love supposed to be (Say) this

On the side of the freeway in the car Hey Mr. Jack Hey where you at? Put your hands up Get out of the car Fuck you pig Seven a.m. morning Came to take us away

Oh, strip that down, girl You know, I love it, when the music's loud But c'mon, strip that down for me, baby Now there's a lot of people in the crowd But only you can dance with me So put your hands on my body You know, I love it when the music's loud

Put your hands on it Don't take them off It's your birthday Every day with me And I make her hand rocky ASAP Keep your hands on me Put your hands on me You can put your hands on me If you like what you see

Shatter like glass Come apart in my hands Take as long as it takes, girl Put your head on my chest Let me help you forget When your heart needs to break Just break on me There'll be days your heart don't wanna beat

Oh no love, you're not alone Gimme your hands 'cause you're wonderful (wonderful) Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette The wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget Ohh

Don't go to sleep Yeah, take my hand (Let's dance!) Won't you please just take my hand? Why you gotta go to sleep? Let's go out Get blown away, lost in the dark Get real high and never come down C'mon baby, put your hands on my hips

Come let go Come the tidal, come the tide out again Come my brother, come slowly Come easy my friend, come my friend Come my sister, come easy Come busy on me, the youth can depend Come my brother put your hands up Take your heart out, let go, come let go

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta High like a jet like a jet blue jet Get on Patron, run grab by your phone To the rhythm I was born to be, born to climb To the brain Put them up! Hands up! Hands up! Put them up! Can’t hide from me, me say me boy I’m to be high