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I want your attention in this room

Your eyes on mine

Sit you down, hop onto your pot of gold

You make me come alive

[Pre-Chorus]

Swing it to the left, swing it to the right

Strutting on the stage, center of the lights

Dripping in smiles, they come on down

Take your seat now

Put on a private show

Pull the curtains until they close

I put on a private show

We'll be whiling all on the low

Work it, work it, boy watch me work it

Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it

Work it, work it, boy watch me work it

Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it

Put on a private show

Pull the curtains until they close

I put on a private show

We'll be whiling all on the low

We don't need crowds, we just need us

Put my feelings up, about to be rough

All my tricks, they're spectacular, baby

My encore is immaculate, baby

Swing it to the left, swing it to the right

Strutting on the stage, center of the lights

Dripping in smiles, they come on down

Take your seat now

Put on a private show

Pull the curtains until they close

I put on a private show

We'll be whiling all on the low

Work it, work it, boy watch me work it

Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it

Work it, work it, boy watch me work it

Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it

Put on a private show

Pull the curtains until they close

I put on a private show

We'll be whiling all on the low

Strut it out, strut it out, eyes on me (eyes on me)

Watch me strut the poles, feel my heat (feel my heat)

Spin around, spin around, three-sixty

Ain't no boundaries here, the camera speaks

Ooh, ooh, baby, baby

Ooh, ooh, baby, baby

Ooh, ooh, some entertaining

Ooh, ooh

Put on a private show

Pull the curtains until they close

I put on a private show

We'll be whiling all on the low

Work it, work it, boy watch me work it

Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it

Work it, work it, boy watch me work it

Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it

Put on a private show

Pull the curtains until they close

I put on a private show

We'll be whiling all on the low

Curtains are closing now

Guess that's the end

Can we go again?

Can we do it all again?

Nah, I'll take a bow

Come down, work it round

Tasting all, my apple pie

Apple pie, satisfy

[*laughing*]

Britney Spears - Private Show – текст


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