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Oh
You'll never know ‘bout love
You'll never know ‘bout love
You'll never know ‘bout love
‘Til anda try
Wanna try?
You'll never know ‘bout love
You'll never know ‘bout love
You'll never know ‘bout love
Til anda try
Wanna try?

Trashy boy digging that scruffy face
You got my body moving
Scratching your shitty bass
You know you're boring b-boring
Going to waste
Meet me
Side street
New York City
Rewind
Don't tell daddy

You’re
You’re
Trash
A trashy boy (I am a trashy boy)
You’re
You’re
You’re
Trash
A trashy boy
Wanna try?

I want to rendezvous with you
I want to rendezvous with you
Wanna try?

Misfit
Looking like...

Action
Chain reaction-action
Chain reaction-action

I feel like I’m hallucinating
Yeah you’re tripping me out
I can’t control, it’s anda I’m craving
I can just tell you’re down

Come get me, let’s get rowdy
Boy anda look so damn good on me

Back to the wall
On my silhouette
When anda walked right by
Felt your breath on my neck
And it felt so deep
In a trance of a sleep
Have I seen anda before?
Once in a dream

Like a flashback, sneak attack, chain reaction
At the first sight anda just might be the right one
You got something and again like a rerun
Try but can’t explain this chain reaction

You hit me like...

I like you
Don't want to
Marry you
I really wanna really wanna
Do you
A favor
And let anda know
That I really really really really

Like you
Don't want to
Marry you
I really wanna really wanna
Do you
A favor
And let anda know
That I really really really really

I want to tunjuk anda a magic trick
Yeah I promise it's sick
Like whoah oh oh oh
Every time gonna blow your mind
Just don't

Just don't don't don't don't
Don't get attached when I call anda up
Trying to get some keldai like woah oh oh oh
Don't want a boyfriend
Just want to get some

Yeah yeah yeah
I really want to get it on with you
And from the very saat that I saw you
Knew...

And now the sun is rising
And now the long walk back utama (back home)
There's just so many faces,
But no one I need to know (need to know)

In the dark I can't fight it, I fake til I'm numb
But in the bright light,
I taste anda on my tongue

Now the party's over
And everybody's gone
I'm left here with myself and I wonder what went wrong
And now my hati, tengah-tengah is broken
Like the bottles on the floor
Does it really matter?
Or am I just hung over you?
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah
Or am I just hungover?

Even my dirty laundry
Everything just smells like anda (like you)
And now my head is throbbing
Every song is out of tune
Just like you...

Swimming pool and limousines (come on let's do it)
Come on lets cause a scene (come on let's do it)
Cigar in the caviar (come on let's do it)
I'm pissin' in the Dom Pérignon (come on let's do it)
Now, come on lets do it
Were gonna do it now
Come on lets do it
Come on lets do this

Wooow oh oh
There's a party at a rich dudes house
Wooow oh oh
There's a party at a rich dudes house
So if ya wanna go
Then ya know oh
We're gonna fight till we do it right
So lets wooow oh oh
Tonight

No we are not on the senarai (come on lets do it)
No we don't give a shit (come on lets do it)
Dance 'til your pants come off (come on get...

Maybe I need some rehab, atau maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession, I'm seeing it in my dreams

I'm looking down every alley, I'm making those desperate calls
Im staying up all night hoping, Hit my head against the walls


What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my hati, tengah-tengah is fried
I just cant get anda off my mind

Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your Cinta your Cinta your love
I berkata your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your Cinta your Cinta your love

Won't listen to any advice, mamma's telling me to think twice
But left...

Verse 1:
Grammy's, Oscars
Emmys, Tonie's
Pretty perfect plastic phonies
Princesses and goofy dresses
After party's V.I.P. list!

There he is (oh my gosh!)
(There he is)
Should I know him?
(I know him)
Smile with those faces

Chours:
Kiss kiss
Hug hug
Don't say it think it
Bit your tongue
Kiss kiss
Hug hug
Makes me wanna just
Throw up!

Pointless conversations
Forget what your name is

Verse 2:
Frozen grins
Purple martini's
Ganesha girls
And micro mini's
Geeks with camera's
Stars with momma's
Gotta Cinta that freak tunjuk drama
(oh my god is that Shequle O'Neil?!)

Get in drunk (get in drunk)
Good enough (good enough)
Loser schmoozer...

RE-EXAMINING THE GUILTY PLEASURE, VIA KESHA...
AUGUST 19, 2011



Village Voice:


In general conversation, the guilty pleasure is a simple enough concept: it describes something anda might like but, well, feel guilty about liking, presumably because it isn’t otherwise up to your standards of taste. Over the past ten atau so years, with pop critics taking traditional guilty-pleasure strongholds like teenpop and Southern rap lebih seriously, the concept itself was put to closer scrutiny. To summarize a decade of articles, blog posts and message board debates, the term “guilty pleasure” was revealed...

Backstabber (repeat 3x)

Bored, stoned, sitting in your basement
All alone, cause your little conversations
got around, now look at what we all found out
(look at what we, look at what we all found out)

You have got a set of loose lips, twisting stories
All because you're jealous
Now I know exactly what you're all about,
And this is what you're all about..

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Oh girl, you're such a shit talker
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Run your mouth lebih than everyone I've ever known
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

(Talk Talk Talk talk...

So uncensored

Verse 1:
I'm a walking contradiction
My missions is my addiction
It turns me on, oh
Every days a re-invention
Fake enough and misconception
Prove I'm wrong

I get caught
The adrenalin rush
Get off
I'm not just givin up

Chours:
Filtered uncurd
Yeah I'm so uncensored
Oh-oh oh-oh oh
I'm right on target
Just left the center
Oh-oh oh-oh oh oh

Verse 2:
What's the point of boundaries
Who makes the rules (yeah I do)
Yeah who?
I brake them all
My scares are deep from memories
But I don't let them get to me
I just alih on

I say (I say)
Whatever comes to my mind I do (I do)
What feels good at the time

Chours:
Filtered...

I'm just not
Myself today
I've been thinking
Way too hard
My cigarrette
Burns down so fast
Is nothing permanent?
I've been trying
To figure out
Your Cinta is like
What it's about

Why my foot is
Always in my mouth?
If nothing permanent?

I'm freaking out
I'm feeling stuck
I tell myself
To lighten up

Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam

Yeah
Even you
And I can't keep
Staying up all night
We need some sleep
It's nothing personal
Nothing personal
Just nothings permanent

My hair colour
My kegemaran band
The Rolling Stones
The tattoo
Thank god
I didn't get
That night
I swore...

I always knew anda were a bad boy
I used to think that it was cool
You took me down just like a Rob Roy
But now I'm coming seterusnya to you

Run, devil, run, run, devil, run, run
Run, devil, devil, run, run

I never knew about your red horns
I never saw your evil start
You used to be what I would live for
But then anda went and slapped my heart

The promises that anda promised
are about as real as an air guitar
So watch your back 'coz imma steal your car

Chorus:
You better run, run, run, run, run
Cause there's gonna be some hell to pay
You better run, run, run, run, run
And that's the only thing I'm gonna say, hey
I wish...

Verse 1:

Ya can't take your eyes off me, oh
Better get your hands off me, I know
You find me irresistible but hey
Keep it under control
I see anda offering me again an agian
Your, wicked obvious the way your starrin'
You, got me wondering what it is?
What could it be?
Makes me so captivating

My sexy hair
My vixen eyes
No, I really think it's my

Chours:

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-my
Red lipstick!

Say anda Cinta me in my
Red lipstick
You wanna touch me in my
Red lipstick
Can't ignore me in my
Red lipstick
Works like magic

Red lipstick
Can't ignore me in my
Red lipstick
I'm the duchess in my
Red lipstick
Got cha beggin boy agian
When I...

my best friend sarah went to Eropah for the summer
my brother got kicked out of school; aw, bummer.
julian got laid in the back kerusi, tempat duduk of a hummer and got arrested.... like
mel gibson.

i read in the trades that the NYSNC boy is....
no way!

i threw up in paris hiltons closet
i got drunk and totally lose it
when i woke up, the first thing that i thought of was "oh MY kesha,
those hot jimmy choos. hei paris, did i lose it on that pair too?"

celebutons work in the glamarazzi
should've told my story to the tabloids, took the money
takes alot to get kicked out of these parties
and almost get arrested..... like...

Whaa?
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba

Verse 1:
All of the gold
Have melted an turn ta stone
That cha shine to see
All that we've made is just a tahun down the drain
Such a waste (such a waste)
Clearly

Wait a minute
I can see what's going on
Wait a minute
A chance to free oh

Chours:
The problem is there's nothing here
But a one way, to our last day
I fly right through an over you
On my tear stain (on my tear stain)
Paper Airplane

Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba (paper airplane)

Verse 2:
The saat ta see
Has left me in disbelief
It was all (it was all) about you
Your just so caught up
Boy anda aint met enough always,
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