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(Lady Gaga/Red One/Aliaune “Akon” Thiam)


RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh-oh, eh

I've had a little bit too much, much
All of the people start to rush, start to rush by
How does he twist the dance? Can't find a drink, oh man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone

What's going on on the floor?
I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore
Keep it cool, what's the name of this club?
I can't remember but it's alright, a-alright

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance

Wish I could shut my playboy mouth, oh oh oh-oh
How'd I turn my shirt inside out? Inside outright
Control your poison babe, roses have thorns they say
And we're all getting hosed tonight, oh oh oh-oh

What's going on on the floor?
I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore
Keep it cool, what's the name of this club?
I can't remember but it's alright, a-alright

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
Dance, dance, just, j-j-just

When I come through on the dance floor checkin' out that catalog
Can't believe my eyes, so many women without a flaw
And I ain't gon' give it up, steady tryin' to pick it up like a car
I'ma hit it, I'ma hit it and flex and do it until tomorr' yeah

Shawty I can see that you got so much energy
The way you're twirlin' up them hips ’round and ’round
And now there's no reason at all why you can't leave here with me
In the meantime stay and let me watch you break it down

And dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance

Woo! Let's go!

Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint electronic

Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint electronic

Go! Use your muscle, carve it out, work it, hustle
I got it, just stay close enough to get it
Don't slow! Drive it, clean it, lights out, bleed it
Spend the lasto
(I got it)
In your pocko
(I got it)

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance
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(LadyGaga/Red One)


Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It’s complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants to play
A love game, a love game

Hold me and love me
Just wanna touch you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough
For my heart to quit it

Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Don’t think too much just bust that stick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

Let’s play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

Let’s play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

I’m on a mission
And it involves some heavy touching, yeah
You’ve indicated your interest, I’m educated in sex, yes
And now I want it bad, want it bad
A love game, a love game

Hold me and love me
Just want touch you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough
For my heart to quit it

Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Don’t think too much just bust that stick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

Let’s play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

Let’s play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

I can see you staring there from across the block
With a smile on your mouth and your hand on your huh!
The story of us, it always starts the same
With a boy and a girl and a huh and a game
And a game, and a game, and a game, a love game

Let’s play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

Let’s play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

Let’s play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game?
(Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick)
Doin’ the love game
(I wanna take a ride on your disco stick)

Let’s play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game?
(Don’t think too much just bust that stick)
Doin’ the love game
(I wanna take a ride on your disco stick)
Doin’ the love game
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(Lady Gaga/Rob Fusari)


We are the crowd, we’re c-comin’ out
Got my flash on, it’s true
Need that picture of you
It so magical, we’d be so fantastical
Leather and jeans, garage glamorous
Not sure what it means
But this photo of us it don’t have a price
Ready for those flashing light
‘Cause you know that baby, I

I’m your biggest fan, I’ll follow you until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
Baby, there’s no other superstar, you know that I’ll be
Your papa, paparazzi

Promise I’ll be kind
But I won’t stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you’ll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Papa, paparazzi

I’ll be your girl backstage at your show
Velvet ropes and guitars
Yeah, cause you’re my rock star in between the sets
Eyeliner and cigarettes

Shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn
My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry
It don’t have a price, loving you is cherry pie
Cause you know that baby, I

I’m your biggest fan, I’ll follow you until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
Baby, there’s no other superstar, you know that I’ll be
Your papa, paparazzi

Promise I’ll be kind
But I won’t stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you’ll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Papa, paparazzi

Real good, we dance in the studio
Snap, snap to that shit on the radio
Don’t stop for anyone
We’re plastic but we still have fun

I’m your biggest fan, I’ll follow you until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
Baby, there’s no other superstar, you know that I’ll be
Your papa, paparazzi

Promise I’ll be kind
But I won’t stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you’ll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Papa, paparazzI
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(Lady Gaga/Rob Fusari)


Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, dirty, dirty
Beautiful, dirty, rich
Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful
Beautiful and dirty, dirty, rich, rich, dirty

We got a red light
Pornographic dance fight
Systematic, honey
But we go no money

Our hair is perfect
While we’re all getting shit wrecked
It’s automatic, honey
But we got no money

Daddy, I’m so sorry
I’m so s-s-sorry, yeah
We just like to party
Like to p-p-party, yeah

Bang, bang
We’re beautiful and dirty rich
(Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful)
Bang, bang
We’re beautiful and dirty rich
(Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, bang, bang)

We live a cute life
Sound fematic, pants tight
Tug ‘n’ plastic, honey
But we got no money

We do the dance right
We’ve got it made like
Ice cream topped with honey
But we got no money

Daddy, I’m so sorry
I’m so s-s-sorry, yeah
We just like to party
Like to p-p-party, yeah

Bang, bang
We’re beautiful and dirty rich
(Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful)
Bang, bang
We’re beautiful and dirty rich
(Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, bang, bang)

A bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Beautiful, dirty rich
A bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Beautiful, dirty rich

Bang, bang
We’re beautiful and dirty rich
(Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful)
Bang, bang
We’re beautiful and dirty rich
(Beautiful, dirty, dirty rich, rich, bang, bang)

Bang, bang
(Dirty, dirty rich, dirty, dirty rich, beautiful)
Bang, bang
(Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, bang, bang)
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(Lady Gaga/Martin Kierszenbaum)


Cherry, cherry, boom, boom
Gaga

Boy, we’ve had a real good time
And I wish you the best on your way, eh, eh
I didn’t mean to hurt you
I never thought we’d fall out of place, eh, eh

I have something that I love long, long
But my friends keepa’ tellin’ me that something’s wrong
Then I met someone
And eh, there’s nothing else I can say

Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
Eh, eh, I wish he never looked at me that way
Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
Eh, eh

Not that I don’t care about you
Just that things got so compliqu�, eh, eh
I met somebody cute and funny
Got each other and that’s funny, eh, eh, eh

I have something that I love long, long
But my friends keepa’ tellin’ me that something’s wrong
Then I met someone
And eh, there’s nothing else I can say

Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
Eh, eh, I wish he never looked at me that way
Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
Eh, eh

I have something that I love long, long
But my friends keepa’ tellin’ me that something’s wrong
Then I met someone
And eh, there’s nothing else I can say

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
Eh, eh, wish he never looked at me that way
Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say

Eh, eh, wish he never looked at me that way
Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
Eh, eh, cherry, cherry, boom, boom

Eh, eh
Oh, yeah
All I can say is, eh
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(Lady Gaga/RedOne)


Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
I wanna hold em like they do in Texas Plays
Fold em let em hit me raise it baby stay with me, I love it
Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after he’s been hooked I’ll play the one that’s on his heart

Oh, oh, oh
I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got
Oh, oh, oh
I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got

Can’t read my, can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)
Can’t read my, can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you’re with me, I love it
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it’s love if it’s not rough it isn’t fun, fun

Oh, oh, oh
I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got
Oh, oh, oh
I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got

Can’t read my, can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)
Can’t read my, can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
(Mum mum mum mah)
(Mum mum mum mah)

I won’t tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
Cause I’m bluffin’ with my muffin
I’m not lying I’m just stunnin’ with my love-glue-gunning

Just like a chick in the casino
Take your bank before I pay you out
I promise this, promise this
Check this hand cause I’m marvelous

Can’t read my, can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)
Can’t read my, can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)

Can’t read my, can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)
Can’t read my, can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)

Can’t read my, can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)
Can’t read my, can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
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(Lady Gaga/Martin Kierszenbaum)


I can’t help myself
I’m addicted to a life of material
It’s some kind of joke
I’m obsessively opposed to the typical

All we care about is runway models
Cadillacs and liquor bottles
Give me something I wanna be
Retro glamor Hollywood, yes, we live for the

Fame, doin’ it for the fame
‘Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous
Fame, doin’ it for the fame
‘Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune

Fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame
We live for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame
Isn’t it a shame, shame, baby? A shame, shame
In it for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame

I can see myself in the movies
With my picture in the city lights
Photograph, oh my mind and whatever else
You’d like to shoot you decide

All we care about is pornographic girls
On film and body plastic
Give me something I wanna see
Television and hot blonds in odd positions

Fame, doin’ it for the fame
‘Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous
Fame, doin’ it for the fame
‘Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune

Fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame
We live for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame
Isn’t it a shame, shame, baby? A shame, shame
In it for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame

Don’t ask me how or why
But I’m gonna make it happen this time
My teenage dream tonight
Yeah, I’m gonna make it happen this time

Fame, doin’ it for the fame
‘Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous

Fame, doin’ it for the fame
‘Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous
Fame, doin’ it for the fame
‘Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune

Fame, doin’ it for the fame
‘Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous
Fame, doin’ it for the fame
‘Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune
Fame
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(Lady Gaga/RedOne/Bilal Hajji)


That’s M O N E Y, so sexy, I

Damn, I love the Jag, the jet and the mansion
Oh yeah
And I enjoy the gifts and trips to the islands
Oh yeah

It’s good to live expensive you know it
But my knees get weak, intensive

When you give me k-kisses
That’s money, honey
When I’m your lover and your mistress
That’s money, honey

When you touch me it’s so delicious
That’s money, honey
Baby, when you tear me to pieces
That’s money, honey

That’s M O N E Y, so sexy, I
That’s money, honey

Damn, I’d love a boat by the beach on the west coast
Oh yeah
And I’d enjoy some fine champagne while my girls toast
Oh yeah

It’s good to live expensive you know it
But my knees get weak, intensive

When you give me k-kisses
That’s money, honey
When I’m your lover and your mistress
That’s money, honey

When you touch me it’s so delicious
That’s money, honey
Baby, when you tear me to pieces
That’s money, honey

You know I appreciate the finer things
But it’s not what makes me happiest, baby
(I can do without it, babe)
Your tender loving’s more than I can handle
Never burn out this candle, baby, baby

K-k-kisses
That’s money, honey
When I’m your lover and your mistress
That’s money, honey

When you touch me it’s so delicious
That’s money, honey
Baby, when you tear me to pieces
That’s money, honey

When you give me k-kisses
That’s money, honey
When I’m your lover and your mistress
That’s money, honey

When you touch me it’s so delicious
That’s money, honey
Baby, when you tear me to pieces
That’s money, honey

When you give me k-kisses
That’s money, honey
When I’m your lover and your mistress
That’s money, honey

When you touch me it’s so delicious
That’s money, honey
Baby, when you tear me to pieces
That’s money, honey

That’s M O N E Y, so sexy, I
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(Lady Gaga/Rob Fusari)


You’ve gotta a lotta lotta nerve
Coming here when I’m still with him
And I can’t have you, it isn’t fair
Born March of ‘86, my birthday’s coming
And if I had one wish, yeah, you’d be it

When you’re ’round
I lose myself inside your mouth
You’ve got brown eyes like no one else
Baby, make it to me

Again and again, again, again, again, again
Never stop
Again and again, again, again, again, again
Never stop, oh

He never really saw me
Or waited when we were hooking up
Yeah, he’d a never last

Last week when I was sad
You said that you knew
My eyes change from kinda green
To kind blue, heya

When you’re ’round
I lose myself inside your mouth
You’ve got brown eyes like no one else
Baby, make it to me

Again and again, again, again, again, again
Never stop
Again and again, again, again, again, again
Never stop, oh

They tell me if I leave him
Baby, would you be there?
‘Cause maybe you could
Be m-m-mine all the t-t-time
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(Lady Gaga/RedOne)


Hey there, sugar baby, saw you twice at the pop show
You take just like glitter mixed with rock and roll
I like you a lot, lot, think you’re really hot, hot
Know you think you’re special when we dance real crazy
Glamophonic, electronic, d-d-disco baby
I like you a lot, lot, all we want is hot, hot

Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them

Baby is a bad boy with some retro sneakers
Let’s go see The Killers and make out in the bleachers
I like you a lot, lot, think you’re really hot, hot
Let’s go to the party heard our buddy’s the DJ
Don’t forget my lipstick I left it in your ashtray
I like you a lot, lot, all we want is hot, hot

Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them

Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them

I’m not loose, I like to party
Let’s get lost in your Ferrari
Not psychotic or dramatic
I like boys and that is that

Love it when you call me legs
In the morning buy me eggs
Watch your heart when we’re together
Boys like you love me for ever

Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them

Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them

Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
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(Lady Gaga)


In your brown eyes I walked away
In your brown eyes I couldn't stay
In your brown eyes you'll watch her go
Then turn the record on and wonder what went wrong
What went wrong

If everything was everything but everything is over
Everything could be everything if only we were older
I guess it’s just a silly song about you
And how I lost you and your brown eyes

In your brown eyes I was feeling low
‘Cause they're brown eyes and you never know
Got some brown eyes but I saw her face
I knew that it was wrong
So baby, turn the record on, play that song

Where everything was everything but everything is over
Everything could be everything if only we were older
I guess it’s just a silly song about you
And how I lost you and your brown eyes, brown eyes

Everything was everything but baby, it’s the last show
Everything could be everything but it’s time to say goodbye, so
Get your last fix and your last hit
Grab your old girl with her new tricks
Honey yeah, it’s no surprise that I got lost in your brown eyes

In your brown eyes, brown, brown eyes
Your brown eyes, brown, brown eyes
Got some brown eyes, brown, brown eyes
Your brown eyes
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(Lady Gaga/Brian Kierulf/Josh Schwartz)


One, two, three
Nowhere, yeah we’re going nowhere fast
Maybe this time I’ll be yours, you’ll be mine
C-c-crazy, ah, get your ass in my bed
Baby, you’ll be just my summer boyfriend
(Summerboy)

Let’s get lost, you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, coming off

Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
You’ll wake up and I’m not around
I’ve got to go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We’ll still have the summer after all

Sometimes you might start a fight
But I’m happy pretending we’re alright
(Alright)

Sun glasses cover up my green eyes
My martini glistens, yeah
While checking out other guys
(Summerboy)

Let’s get lost, you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, coming off

Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
You’ll wake up and I’m not around
I’ve got to go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We’ll still have the summer after all

Hey, there summerboy
Let’s go for a drive
Take me for a ride
Never gonna close our eyes

Hey, there summerboy
I’m a busy girl
Don’t got too much time
Hurry up before I change my mind

Hey, there summerboy
I’m taking off my heels
Let’s go for run
Have a little summer fun
Have a little summer fun
(Summerboy)

Let’s get lost, you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, coming off

Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
You’ll wake up and I’m not around
You’ve got to go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We’ll still have the summer after all

Let’s get lost, you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
I’ve got my summer, summerboy

Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
You’ll wake up and I’m not around
I’ve got my summer, summerboy
And we’ll still have the summer after all

I’ve got my, yes, I’ve got my
I’ve got my summer, summerboy
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(Lady GaGa/Rob Fusari/Tom Kafafian)


Oh, the disco heaven
Oh, the disco heaven

Get back, bunny
It's getting cold in here little honey
We got a show to put on your dress
Take a minute for us and relax, relax
Cupid's got me, oh with his bow and arrow, baby
He'll hit you in the pants, hot pants
Get the people to dance and relax, relax

Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
Yeah the floor is shaking
In this disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)
The disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)

Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
Yeah the floor is shaking
In this disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)
The disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)

Throw your head back, girly
Throw it like those girls in the movies
We got a show to put on your dress
Take a minute for us and relax, relax
The ball is turning, 300 mirrors burning
Through the hearts of the crowd
In the back hips just banging the track
To the music, the music

Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
Yeah the floor is shaking
In this disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)
The disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)

Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
Yeah the floor is shaking
In this disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)
The disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)

Oh we got that disco
D-I-S-C-O
And we're in heaven
H-E-A-V-E-N
Disco heaven
Feels just like heaven
Disco heaven
Disco heaven

A line up for the dance
Yeah bring those fancy pants
Y'know there's disco in the air
And hairspray everywhere

A disco heaven
A disco heaven
Disco heaven
Disco heaven

Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
Yeah the floor is shaking
In this disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)
The disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)

Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
Yeah the floor is shaking
In this disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)
The disco heaven
(Oh, the disco heaven)
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(Lady Gaga/Martin Kierszenbaum)


Your love is nothing I can’t fight
Can’t sleep with the man who dims my shine

I’m in the bedroom with tissues and when
I know you’re outside banging that I won’t let you in
‘Cause it’s a hard life with love in the world
And I’m a hard girl, loving me is like chewing on pearls

You’ve got me wandering why
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough

You’ve got me wandering why
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough

Won’t go without my fix tonight
It’s a little too rough
Prom girl wipes her tears with silver lines
And she can’t get enough

I’m in the bedroom with tissues and when
I know you’re outside banging that I won’t let you in
‘Cause it’s a hard life with love in the world
And I’m a hard girl, loving me is like straightening curls

You’ve got me wandering why
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough

You’ve got me wandering why
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough

I’m shiny and I know it
Don’t know why you wanna blow it
Need a man who likes it rough
Likes it rough, likes it rough

I’m shiny and I know it
Don’t know why you wanna blow it
Need a man who likes it rough
Likes it rough, likes it rough

Is it because you don’t mean it?
Or because I don’t feel it?
Yes, it’s rough

Is it because you don’t mean it?
Or because I don’t feel it?
Yes it’s rough

You’ve got me wandering why
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough

You’ve got me wandering why
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough

You’ve got me wandering why
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough

You’ve got me wandering why
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough
I, I like it rough
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Publicado:
(Lady Gaga/RedOne) 


Midnight rush, with a pen in my hand
Inkin Lincoln, sand-script with a fan
Remembering me, before it began
Sometimes I felt so Def in the Jam

Cuz the ones who loved me, told me to stop
Like homegirl can't catch shit if it drops
A superwoman chick, you know that I am
Some shit don't fly by me in a man

Cuz I do not accept any less
Than someone just as real, as fabulous

Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
Won't sign away my life to
Someone who's got the flavor
But don't have no follow through
Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
Won't sign no monkey papers
I don't do funny business
Not interested in fakers
Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
Uh oh
Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
Uh oh

Got something really shiny to start
Want me to sign there on your Range Rover heart?
I've heard it before
Yeah, the dinners were nice
Till your diamond words melted into some ice

You should have been rapping to the beat of my song Mr. California,
PAPER GANGSTA and I'm lookin' for love, not an empty page full of stuff that means nothing but "you've been played"

Cuz I do not accept any less
Than someone just as real, as fabulous
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Publicado:
(Lady GaGa/Martin Kierszenbaum/Nick Dresti/Tramar Dillard)


Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track.
Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track.
Groove. Slam. Work it back. Space Cowboy just play that track.
Gaga in the Room. So STARSTRUCK Cherry Cherry Cherry
Cherry Boom Boom.

Rollin' up to the club on the weekend
Stylin' out to the beat that you’re freakin
Fantasize I’m the track that you’re tweakin
Blow my heart up
Put your hands on my waste pull the fader
Run it back with original flavor
Cue me up I’m the 12 on your table I’m so STARSTRUCK…

I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up

Baby now that were alone gotta request
Would you make me number one on your playlist?
Got your Dre headphones with the leftside on
Wanna scratch me back and fourth back and fourth? Uh huh
Put your hands on my waist pull the fader
Run it back with original flavor
Get the breakdown first
Up until the chorus
To the verse
Re-ke-re-ke-Reverse

I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up

Hey lil mamma like really, really is that him
I done seen you before what you got on them big rims
Enter that cash flow, I’m like baby you don’t trip

So shawty say hand over your signature right here
Like adjust the dotted line and I suppose to sign
How she at it, a fanatic and I think it’s goin down
She so star struck, the gal all stuck
I should have had an overdose too many Starbucks

Ain’t never seen a balla, paper that stack taller
Notice who let the top back on the Chevy Impala
Hummers and all that fully loaded with two spoilers
What did you call that when you showed up with two dollars

But that’s another chapter, son of a bachelor
All on me, just spotted a baby actor
Complete swagga, they go the dagger
Got what she wants, shawty happily ever after

I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up

Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track
Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track.
Groove. Slam. Work it back. Space Cowboy just play that track.

Baby now that were alone gotta request
Would you make me number one on your playlist?
Got your Dre headphones with the leftside on
Wanna scratch me back and fourth back and fourth? Uh huh
Put your hands on my waist pull the fader
Run it back with original flavor
Get the breakdown first
Up until the chorus
To the verse
Re-ke-re-ke-Reverse

I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
I’m so STARSTRUCK
Baby cause you blow my heart up
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