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Boy, I know that you want some of all this

But I'm out with my girls and you can't touch lightning

So we dance, and we dance like you're just not there

Only been over here 'bout a minute

But you already sound like a dick, stop tryin'

So we dance, so we dance like you're just not there

Cause ew!

What's wrong with you?

No, the problem is not my attitude

But you're, ew, just not my type

And the next time I won't be so polite

Cause

Hey, this could be great, this could be cray

This could be the mother fucking party of the year

Trying too hard, tryna to be hot

Trying to keep on talking to us when we don't care

Keep it all in your pants boy

Keep it all in your pants boy

(This could be the mother fucking party of the year)

So you can tell all your friends playing cupid

That it ain't gonna work 'cause you just look foolish

Back it up, back it up, yeah hello goodbye

Get a hold of yourself for you lose it

Baby laugh all you like, but I just might do it

Back it up, back it up, cause you're killin' vibes

Cause ew!

What's wrong with you?

No, the problem is not my attitude

But you're, ew, just not my type

And the next time I won't be so polite

Cause

Hey, this could be great, this could be cray

This could be the mother fucking party of the year

Trying too hard, tryna to be hot

Trying to keep talking to us when we don't care

Keep it all in your pants boy

Keep it all in your pants boy

(This could be the mother fucking party of the year)

Yeah, uh huh, yeah, let's go!

Hey boy, this should be the part

This should be the part where you eat your words like

Hey boy, this should be the part

This should be the part where I kick ya to the curb like

Hey boy, this should be the part

This should be the part where you eat your words like

Hey boy, this should be the part

This should be the part where I kick ya to the curb like

Uh thanks, but no thanks!

Hey, this could be great, this could be cray

This could be the mother fucking party of the year

Trying too hard, tryna to be hot

Trying to keep talking to us when we don't care

Keep it all in your pants boy

Keep it all in your pants boy

(This could be the mother fucking party of the year)

Hey, this could be great, this could be cray

This could be the mother fucking party of the year

Trying too hard, tryna to be hot

Trying to keep talking to us when we don't care

Keep it all in your pants boy

Keep it all in your pants boy

(This could be the mother fucking party of the year)

Keep it all in your pants boy

You ain't got a chance boy

Hahaha

Cher Lloyd - M.F.P.O.T.Y. – текст


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