It doesn't matter if you love him or capital H-I-M Just put your paws up 'Cause you were born this way, baby My mama told me when I was young We are
Oh, caught in a bad romance Oh, caught in a bad romance Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah Roma, roma, ma Gaga, ooh, la, la Want your bad romance Rah, rah, ah, ah
I wanna hold 'em Like they do in Texas plays Fold 'em, let 'em hit me Raise it, baby, stay with me Love, the game, intuition Play the cards with spades
, let your darkest side give in To the power of the music that I write The power of the music of the night, of the night You alone can make my song take
I am no angel I like it when you do that stuff to me I am no angel I like it when you talk, talk dirty when you talk, talk Dirty talk Kitten heels,
[singing:] You can't love, but I bet ya Yo can't hine yeah [Verse 1:] Here we Gooo The 1st time aroud I left the cars at the house And I put the diamonds
, anywhere, anywhere, anywhere Turn it up until you can't rock anymore Mr. DJ Look at what you made me do out on the floor That's what we say Hey, hey We belong to the music
will never know But here goes nothing Aston Martin music, music Aston Martin music, music Aston Martin music, music Aston Martin music, music Aston Martin music, music All night Aston Martin music, music
probably visit where Katrina hit and damn sure do a lot more than FEMA did yeah can't forget about me stupid everywhere I go Imma have my own theme music
Oh, her eyes, her eyes, make the stars look like they're not shining Her hair, her hair, falls perfectly without her trying She's so beautiful and I tell
It's a beautiful night, we're looking for something dumb to do Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you Is it the look in your eyes or is it this dancing juice
Just a small town girl Livin' in a lonely world She took the midnight train goin' anywhere Just a city boy Born and raised in South Detroit He took the
Missin' Yearnin' Tossin' Turnin' Fiendin' For her STILL Waitin' Shakin' Hatin' Havin' Flashbacks Askin' Why me Blindly Walkin' Hopin' Prayin' That she
the curtains closed, and for the record kid, my final question is, how yo' b-tch gon' feel in that when you two pull up next to this? Ahhahaha MAYBACH MUSIC
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh This is mattress music Hey, yeah Oh, la, la, la, na, na, na Now I'mma give it to you, baby, just the way you like it, aye And I can
up until you can't go anymore, Mr. DJ look at what you made me do out on the floor That's what we say (Hey, Hey) We belong to the music We don't answer
and the fro's They left me dizzy Oh, won't you forgive me I no longer hear the music Well, I no longer hear the music I no longer hear the music When
Come on girls, do you believe in love? 'Cause I got something to say about it And it goes something like this [Chorus] Don't go for second best baby
