Find yourself in a situation Can't talk your way out of Stimulate the conversation How do you rise above? You try to tell some one But you can't describe
I never thought that I could be so satisfied Every time that I look in your angel eyes A shock inside me that words just can't describe And there's no
No, my first name ain't baby It's Janet, Miss Jackson if you're nasty
In a milk bar and feeling lost Drinking sodas as cold as frost Someone leans in my direction Quizzing on my juke-box selection What do you call that
Es musste ja mal irgendwann so kommen Heut ist der Tag - es ist soweit Nimm's nicht so schwer - auch wenn's wehtut Alles hat seine Zeit Es ist vorbei
I love pop music, this is how we do it It?s politics you can romance to I love pop music, sprinkle sugar through it, Philosophy that you can dance to
Lying in bed on a weekday night listening to the title fight From a town the radio said was Atlantic City The branches brush the windows the hour is early
Get up, get down Radio, video, boogie with a suitcase Your livin' in a disco, forget about the rat race Let's do the milkshake, sellin' like a hotcake
Get up... Get down... Radio, video Boogie with a suitcase Your livin' in a disco Forget about the rat race Let's do the milkshake, sellin' like a hotcake
Can you figure out what I want? Pull the trigger with a pop gun Mindless fools that aggravate it Pick at you in desperation Oh it's a love pop suicide
Hi, my name is Marcus and I'm a popaholic (Pop, pop, pop music) Alright (Pop, pop, pop music) Yeah (Pop, pop, pop music) C'mon (pop, pop, pop music
(Instrumental)
Lying in bed on a weekday night Listening to the title fight From a town the radio said was Atlantic City The branches brush the windows The hour
(feat. Fat Pat) [talking:] Yeah, they finna have a problem on this one mayn H-Town representing, Screwed Up Click You in here, with Trae the Truth mayn
I love pop music, this is how we do it It's politics you can romance to I love pop music, sprinkle sugar through it, Philosophy that you can dance
She sold her Warlock And bought her drum machine Fired her old band Because they hated 909 beats She's got a loft space Takes the L- train to Bedford
Another song about dancing what is it that you want from me? if i wrote a song about more serious things would you take me seriously? it?s just that
