I can’t believe what you said to me
Last night we were alone
You threw your hands up
Baby, you gave up, you gave up

I can’t believe how you looked at me
With your James Dean glossy eyes
In your tight jeans with your long hair
And your cigarette stained lies

Could we fix you if you broke?
And is your punch line just a joke?

I’ll never talk again, oh boy, you’ve left me speechless
You’ve left me speechless, so speechless
And I’ll never love again, oh boy, you’ve left me speechless
You’ve left me speechless, so speechless

I can’t believe how you slurred at me
With your half wired broken jaw
You popped my heart, seams
On my bubble dreams, bubble dreams

I can’t believe how you looked at me
With your Johnnie Walker eyes
He’s gonna get you and after he’s through
There’s gonna be no love left to rye

And I know that it’s complicated
But I’m a loser in love, so baby
Raise a glass to mend all the broken hearts
Of all my wrecked up friends

I’ll never talk again, oh boy, you’ve left me speechless
You’ve left me speechless so speechless
And I’ll never love again, oh friend, you’ve left me speechless
You’ve left me speechless, so speechless

How? How? How?
How? How? How?

And after all the drinks and bars that we’ve been to
Would you give it all up? Could I give it all up for you?
And after all the boys and the girls that we’ve been through
Would you give it all up? Could you give it all up if I promise boy to you?

That I’ll never talk again and I’ll never love again
I’ll never write a song, won’t even sing along
I’ll never love again, so speechless
You left me speechless, so speechless

Will you ever talk again?
Oh boy, why you so speechless?
You’ve left me speechless, so speechless
Some men may follow me
But you choose any girl but me
Why you so speechless? Oh, oh

Silicone, saline, poison, inject me, baby
I’m a free bitch
I’m a free bitch

Some girls won’t dance to the beat of the track
She won’t walk away, but she won’t look back
She looks good, but her boyfriend says she’s a mess
She’s a mess, she’s a mess, now the girl is stressed
She’s a mess, she’s a mess, she’s a mess, she’s a mess

Baby loves to dance in the dark
‘Cause when he’s lookin’ she falls apart
Baby loves to dance in the dark

Baby loves to dance in the dark
‘Cause when he’s lookin’ she falls apart
Baby loves to dance, loves to dance in the dark

Run, run her kiss is a vampire grin
The moon lights away while she’s howlin’ at him
She looks good, but her boyfriend says she’s a tramp
She’s a tramp, she’s a vamp, but she still does her dance
She’s a tramp, she’s a vamp, but she still kills the dance

Baby loves to dance in the dark
‘Cause when he’s lookin’ she falls apart
Baby loves to dance in the dark

Baby loves to dance in the dark
‘Cause when he’s lookin’ she falls apart
Baby loves to dance, loves to dance in the dark
In the dark, she loves to dance in the dark
In the dark, she loves, she loves to dance in the dark

Marilyn, Judy, Sylvia, tell ‘em how you feel, girls
Work your blond, Benet Ramsey will haunt like Liberace
Find your freedom in the music
Find your Jesus, find your Kubrick

You will never fall apart
Diana you’re still in our hearts
Never let you fall apart
Together we’ll dance in the dark

Baby loves to dance in the dark
‘Cause when he’s lookin’ she falls apart
Baby loves to dance in the dark, baby

Baby loves to dance in the dark
‘Cause when he’s lookin’ she falls apart
Baby loves to dance, loves to dance in the dark

I know that we are young and I know you may love me
But I just can’t be with you like this anymore, Alejandro

She’s got both hands in her pockets
And she won’t look at you, won’t look at you
She hides true love, en su bolsillo
She’s got a halo around her finger around you

You know that I love you, boy
Hot like Mexico, rejoice
At this point I gotta choose
Nothing to lose

Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, Alejandro
I’m not your babe, I’m not your babe, Fernando
Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch
Just smoke one cigarette and hush
Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, Roberto

Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro

Stop please, just let me go
Alejandro, just let me go

She’s not broken, she’s just a baby
But her boyfriend’s like a dad, just like a dad
And all those flames that burned before him
Now he’s gonna firefight, got cool the bad

You know that I love you, boy
Hot like Mexico, rejoice
At this point I gotta choose
Nothing to lose

Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, Alejandro
I’m not your babe, I’m not your babe, Fernando
Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch
Just smoke one cigarette and hush
Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, Roberto

Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro

Don’t bother me, don’t bother me, Alejandro
Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, bye Fernando
I’m not your babe, I’m not your babe, Alejandro
Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch, Fernando

Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, Alejandro
I’m not your babe, I’m not your babe, Fernando
Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch
Just smoke one cigarette and hush
Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, Roberto

Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro

Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, Alejandro
(Alejandro, Alejandro)
nI’m not your babe, I’m not your babe, Fernado
(Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro)
Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch
(Alejandro, Alejandro)
Just smoke one cigarette and hush
Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, Roberto
(Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro)
Alejandro

You’ve gotta a lot of lot of 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, a-a-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 kinda 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, a-a-again, again
Never stop

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

In your brown eyes, walked away
In your brown eyes, couldn’t stay
In your brown eyes, you watch her go

And 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

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

Guess it’s just a silly song about you
And how I lost you
And your 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
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

Hello everybody!
Get a ride to the west side,
Kiss the girl with her tongue tied.

Hello everybody!
We’ll get out cause you don’t care,
Shut down like software.

Hello everybody!
Take a sip for the hip-hop,
If you look for the rest stop.

We’re just physical creatures of the underworld,
She is the queen of the faux Disco Scene.

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats,
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, the girl needs her lover

What’s up everybody?
Take a ride on an airplane,
Take a bath in champagne.

Whats up everybody?
Watch the girls all curtsy for the paparazzi!

Let’s go, everybody!
It’s time that we rotate, ’cause it’s getting real late

We’re Just Physical Creatures Of The Underworld
She Is The Queen Of The Faux(?)-Disco Scene

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats (Retro, Retro, Freak …)
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, the girl needs her lover.

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats (Retro, Retro, Freak …)
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, the girl needs her lover.

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats (Retro, Retro, Freak …)
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, oh, the girl she needs her lover

We’re Just Physical Creatures Of The Underworld
She Is The Queen Of The Faux(?)-Disco Scene

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats (Retro, Retro, Freak …)
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, the girl needs her lover

Retro, Dance, Freak! (Retro, Retro, Dance …)
Singin’ retro-dance beats (Retro, Retro, Freak …)
Retro, Dance, Freak!
Undercover, the girl needs her lover

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, Hello, hello baby you called?
I can't hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you see, see
Wha-Wha-What did you say,
Oh, you're breaking up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you
I'm kinda busy.

K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy.

Just a second,
It's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text you with
A drink in my hand, eh
You should've made some plans with me,
You knew that I was free.
And now you won't stop calling me;
I'm kinda busy.

Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

You can call all you want,
But there's no one home,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Cuz I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

Call when you want,
But there's no one home,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Cuz I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

Beyonce:

Boy, the way you blowin' up my phone
Won't make me leave no faster.
Put my coat no faster,
Leave my girls no faster.
I shoulda left my phone at home,
'Cause this is a disaster!
Callin' like a collector -
Sorry, I cannot answer!

Not that I don't like you,
I'm just at a party.
And I am sick and tired
Of my phone r-ringing.

Beyonce:

Sometimes I feel like
I live in Grand Central Station.
Tonight I'm not takin' no calls,
'Cause I'll be dancin'.

'Cause I'll be dancin'
'Cause I'll be dancin'
Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'cause I'll be dancin'!

Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.

Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Can call all you want,
But there's no one home,
You're not gonna reach my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

Call when you want,
But there's no one home,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

My telephone!
M-m-my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

My telephone!
M-m-my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

Caught in a bad romance
Caught in a bad romance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah
Roma, Roma-ma
GaGa, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah
Roma, Roma-ma
GaGa, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

I want your ugly, I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it’s free
I want your love, love, love, love
I want your love

I want your drama, the touch of your hand
I want your leather studded kiss in the scene
I want your love, love, love, love
I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want a bad, bad romance

I want your love and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and all your lover’s revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Caught in a bad romance
Caught in a bad romance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah
Roma, Roma-ma
GaGa, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

I want your horror, I want your design
‘Cause you’re a criminal as long as your mine
I want your love, love, love, love
I want your love

I want your psycho, your vertical stick
Want you in my room when your baby is sick
I want your love, love, love, love
I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
(‘Cause I’m a free bitch, baby)
I want a bad, bad romance

I want your love and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and all your lover’s revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Caught in a bad romance
Caught in a bad romance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah
Roma, Roma-ma
GaGa, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah
Roma, Roma-ma
GaGa, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

Walk, walk fashion baby
Work it, move that bitch crazy
Walk walk fashion baby
Work it, move that bitch crazy

Walk, walk fashion baby
Work it, move that bitch crazy
Walk walk passion baby
Work it, I’m a free bitch baby

I want your love and I want your revenge
I want your love, I don’t wanna be friends
Je veux ton amour et je veux ton revenge
Je veux ton amour

I don’t want to be friends
(I want your bad romance, I want your bad romance)
I don’t wanna be friends
(I want your bad romance, I want your bad romance)
(Caught in a bad romance)

I don’t want to be friends
(I want your bad romance, I want your bad romance)
I don’t wanna be friends
(I want your bad romance)
(Caught in a bad romance)
I want your bad romance

I want your love and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and all your lover’s revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Want your bad romance
Caught in a bad romance
Want your bad romance
Want your bad romance
Caught in a bad romance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah
Roma, Roma-ma
GaGa, ooh la la
Want your bad romance

Put your paws up, I’m beautiful in my way [x4]

I’m on the right track, track, track [x3]
I’m on the right track, Yeah!

No mistake [x4] Yeah!

[Chorus]
I’m beautiful in my way,
Coz God makes no mistakes,
I’m on the right track,
Baby I was Born This Way [x2]

Born This Way [x8]

I’m a free bitch [x4]
(Born This Way)

Tonight little monsters, we’re the cool kids at the party,
We’re the cool kids at the party, we’re the cool kids at the party [x2]

We [x2], We were [x2], Born This Way, we were, Born This Way.
We were [x4], Born This Way, (free bitch) Yeah!

[Chorus]
I’m beautiful in my way,
Coz God makes no mistakes,
I’m on the right track,
Baby I was Born This Way [x2] Yeah!

I’m beautiful in my way (free, free)
Coz God makes no mistakes (free, free)
I’m on the right track, (bitch, free)
Baby I was Born This Way (bitch, free) [x2]

Born This Way, Born This Way (bitch) [x4]

Put your paws up, Baby [x4]
Born This Way, Baby [x4] Yeah!