Ke$ha - Blah Blah Blah (feat. 3OH!3)

Coming out your mouth with your blah, blah, blah
Zip your lips like a padlock
And meet me in the back
With the jack and the jukebox

I don't really care where you live at
Just turn around, boy, let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dick's at

Music starts, listen hot stuff
I'm in love with this song
So just hush, baby, shut up
Heard enough

Stop, talk, talk, talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, ah, ah
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Boy, come on, give me rock stuff
Come put a little love it my glove bag
I wanna dance with no pants on
Meet me in the back with the jack and the jukebox

So cut to the chase kid
'Cause I know you don't care what my middle name is
I wanna be naked and you're wasted

Music's up, listen hot stuff
I'm in love with this song
So just hush, baby, shut up
Heard enough

Stop talk, talk, talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, ah, ah
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

You be delaying, you're always saying some shit
You say I'm playing, I'm never laying the dick
Saying blah, blah, blah 'cause I don't care who you are in this bar
It only matters who I am

Stop talk, talk, talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, ah, ah
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, ah, ah
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Blah, blah, blah
Stop talking
Stop talk, talk talking that

3OH!3 - Don't Trust Me

Black dress with the tights underneath,
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,
And she's an actress (actress),
But she ain't got no need.
Shes got money from her parents in a trust fund back east.
Tongues always pressed to your cheeks,
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girls teeth,
Tell your boyfriend if he says hes got beef,
That I'm a vegetarian and I ain't fucking scared of him.

She wants to touch me (Whoa-oh),
She wants to love me (Whoa-oh),
She'll never leave me (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh, oh),
Don't trust a hoe,
Never trust a hoe,
Won't trust a hoe,
Don't trust me.

She wants to touch me (Whoa-oh),
She wants to love me (Whoa-oh),
She'll never leave me (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh, oh),
Don't trust a hoe,
Never trust a hoe,
Won't trust a hoe,
Don't trust me.

X's on the back of your hands,
Wash them in the bathroom to drink like the bands.
And the setlist (setlist),
You stole off the stage,
Had red and purple lipstick all over the page.
Bruises cover your arms,
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm.
And the best is (best is),
No one knows who you are,
Just another girl alone at the bar.

She wants to touch me (Whoa-oh),
She wants to love me (Whoa-oh),
She'll never leave me (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh, oh),
Don't trust a hoe,
Never trust a hoe,
Won't trust a hoe,
Don't trust me.

Shush girl, shut your lips,
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.
I said, Shush girl, shut your lips,
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.
I said, Shush girl, shut your lips,
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh...

She wants to touch me (Whoa-oh),
She wants to love me (Whoa-oh),
She'll never leave me (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh, oh),
Don't trust a hoe,
Never trust a hoe,
Won't trust a hoe,
Don't trust me.

3OH!3 - R.I.P.

This town used to be a pretty place to stay
A place you'd stop off on the highway
But all of those things changed on a day
You packed up your bags
And you ran away

All they say is how you've changed
Everyday I stay the same
So you can keep the necklace that I gave to you
I'll keep the shitty tattoos

I can see it from the other side
The grass isn't always as green
The house is burnt to ashes
I'm no longer in-between
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
You and me

I can see it from the other side
The grass isn't always as green
The house is burnt to ashes
I'm no longer in-between
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
You and me

I count the empty bottles upon the bar
But I give up, I can't count that far
The lights in this place are too dim to see
They're kickin' me out
It's a quarter past three

They tell me you're all I've got
I just need these dreams to stop
You can keep the necklace that I gave to you
I'll keep the shitty tattoos

I can see it from the other side
The grass isn't always as green
The house is burnt to ashes
I'm no longer in-between
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
You and me

I can see it from the other side
The grass isn't always as green
The house is burnt to ashes
I'm no longer in-between
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
You and me

In the back of the car
On the way to your home
In the pouring rain
On the side of the road
In the light of the street
In the recline of the seat
You told me I should move on

In the back of the car
On the way to your home
In the pouring rain
On the side of the road
In the light of the street
In the recline of the seat
You told me I should move on

I can see it from the other side
The grass isn't always as green
The house is burnt to ashes
I'm no longer in-between
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
You and me

I can see it from the other side
The grass isn't always as green
The house is burnt to ashes
I'm no longer in-between
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
You and me