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Nightcore- Polkarama

Musique: Polkarama de Weird Al Yancvic Let's get it started (ha) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (ha) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (ha) Let's get it started in here And the base keeps runnin' runnin' And runnin' runnin' And runnin' runnin' And runnin' runnin' I say don't you know You say you don't go I say... take me out! I say you don't show Don't move, time is slow I say [gunshot] take me out! Beverly Hills - That's where I want to be! (gimme, gimme) Living in Beverly Hills Beverly Hills - Rolling like a celebrity! (gimme, gimme) Living in Beverly Hills And birds go flying at the speed of sound To show you how it all began Birds came flying from the underground If you could see it then you'd understand [Accordion Solo] And we'll all float on ok And we'll all float on alright Already we'll all float on Now don't you worry we'll all float on Alright... Feel good Feel good Feel good Dont cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Dont cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? Dont cha? Dont cha? Dont cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me? Dont cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me? Dont cha? Dont cha? Dont cha? Dont cha? Somebody told me You had a boyfriend Who looked like a girlfriend That I had in February of last year It's not confidential Well, I've got potential A rushin' and rushin' around Hey! Hey! Hey! I'll take you to the candy shop I'll let you lick the lollypop Go 'head girl, don't you stop Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) We'll take you to the candy shop (yeah) Boy one taste of what we got (un'huh) We'll have you spending all you got (come on) Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) When the pimp's in the crib ma Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot When the pigs try to get at ya Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up? All the gal pon the dancefloor wantin' some more what Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up? Hey Mr. Please Mr. DJ Tell me if you hear me Turn the music up! She take my money (she take my money) When I'm in need (when I'm in need) Yea she's a triflin' friend indeed (friend indeed) Oh she's a gold digga way over town (way over town) That digs on me Hey! Hey! Now I aint sayin she's a gold digger But she aint messin wit' no broke broke Now I aint sayin she's a gold digger But she ain't messin wit' no broke broke Get down girl, go head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go head But I ain't sayin' she's a Gold gold digger (gold gold) Gold gold digger (gold gold) Gold gold digger (gold gold) Hey!