Ke$ha - Your Love Is My Drug

Maybe I need some rehab
Or maybe just need some sleep
I got a sick obsession
I'm seeing it in my dreams
I'm looking down every alley
I'm making those desperate calls
I'm staying up all night hoping hitting my head against the wall

What you got, boy, is hard to find
I think about it all the time
I'm all strung out, my heart is fried
I just can't get you off my mind!

Because your love, your love, your love is my drug
Your love, your love, your love
(I said)
Your love, your love, your love is my drug
Your love, your love, your love

Won't listen to any advice
Momma's telling me I should think twice
But left to my own devices,
I'm addicted – it's a crisis
My friends think I've gone crazy
My judgment's gettin' kinda hazy
My sleaze is gonna be affected
If I keep it up like a love sick crack head

What you got, boy, is hard to find
I think about it all the time
I'm all strung out, my heart is fried
I just can't get you off my mind!

Because your love, your love, your love is my drug
Your love, your love, your love
(I said)
Your love, your love, your love is my drug
Your love, your love, your love

I don't care what people say
The rush is worth the price I pay
I get so high when you're with me
But crash and crave you when you leave

Hey, so I got a question
Do you wanna have a slumber party in my basement?
Do I make your heart beat like an 808 drum
Is my love your drug?
Your drug?
Huh, your drug?
Huh, your drug?
Is my love your drug?

Because your love, your love, your love is my drug
Your love, your love, your love
(I said)
Your love, your love, your love is my drug
Your love, your love, your love

Because your love, your love, your love is my drug
Your love, your love, your love
(I said)
Your love, your love, your love is my drug
Your love, your love, your love

Hey, hey, so
Your love, your love, your love, your love is my drug
I like your beard

Ke$ha - C U Next Tuesday

I was looking lost
It was cold outside
The whiskey rocks
How you caught my eye
My red lips painted
Just got them black
I needed something
To bring me back
You knew the play
And we danced all night
But something wasn't right

So I'll see you next Tuesday
If I ever get desperate
Or I'm so beyond faded
I'll see you next Tuesday
Kinda nice out this morning
I won't sit around waiting
And I'm not just being cold
I'm just watching you pretend
Like your heart is on your sleeve
When I know you have a girlfriend
Oh, I'll see you next Tuesday
Oh oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh

You don't call and you won't admit (won't admit)
The lies you spin for your power trip
And I just can't take you seriously
When all you send is a text to me
So I'll be gone when the morning comes
Let's not pretend it's love

So I'll see you next Tuesday
If I ever get desperate
Or I'm so beyond faded
I'll see you next Tuesday
Kinda nice out this morning
I won't sit around waiting
And I'm not just being cold
I'm just watching you pretend
Like your heart is on your sleeve
When I know you have a girlfriend
I know you have a girlfriend
I'll see you next Tuesday
Oh oh, oh oh, oh

I don't want anything from this
I got your number, don't call me
I'll call you if I need a hit
I don't need no drama from this
I know you got your girl
And I don't need to do it on my ship
So I'll see you next Tuesday
I'll see you next Tuesday

So I'll see you next Tuesday
If I ever get desperate
Or I'm so beyond faded
I'll see you next Tuesday
Kinda nice out this morning
I won't sit around waiting
And I'm not just being cold
I'm just watching you pretend
Like your heart is on your sleeve
When I know you have a girlfriend
I know you have a girlfriend
So I'll see you next Tuesday
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Pitbull - Timber (feat. Ke$ha)

It's going down, I'm yelling timber
You better move, you better dance
Let's make a night you won't remember
I'll be the one you won't forget

Wooooah (timber), wooooah (timber), wooooah (it's going down)
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (timber), wooooah (it's going down)

The bigger they are, the harder they fall
These big-iddy boys are dig-gidy dogs
I have 'em like Miley Cyrus, clothes off
Twerking in their bras and thongs, timber
Face down, booty up, timber
That's the way we like to–what?–timber
I'm slicker than an oil spill
She say she won't, but I bet she will, timber

Swing your partner round and round
End of the night, it's going down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it's going down
Swing your partner round and round
End of the night, it's going down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it's going down

It's going down, I'm yelling timber
You better move, you better dance
Let's make a night you won't remember
I'll be the one you won't forget

It's going down (it's going down), I'm yelling timber
You better move (you better move), you better dance (you better dance)
Let's make a night you won't remember
I'll be the one you won't forget (you won't forget)

Wooooah (timber), wooooah (timber), wooooah (it's going down)
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (timber), wooooah (it's going down)

Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Nah, it's just me, ain't a damn thing changed
Live in hotels, swing on planes
Blessed to say, money ain't a thing
Club jumping like LeBron now, Volí
Order me another round, homie
We about to clown. Why? 'Cause it's about to go down

Swing your partner round and round
End of the night, it's going down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it's going down
Swing your partner round and round
End of the night, it's going down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it's going down

It's going down, I'm yelling timber
You better move, you better dance
Let's make a night you won't remember
I'll be the one you won't forget

It's going down (it's going down), I'm yelling timber
You better move, you better dance (you better dance)
Let's make a night (let's make a night) you won't remember
I'll be the one (I'll be the one) you won't forget (you won't forget)

Wooooah wooooah (hey), wooooah (it's going down)
Wooooah wooooah (timber), wooooah (it's going down)

Wooooah (timber), wooooah, wooooah (it's going down)
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (you won't forget), wooooah (timber)

Ke$ha - Only Wanna Dance with You

Couldn't help it when we met,
I was playing hard to get.
But one look and that was it.
Now it doesn't matter.
Drinking wine on the cement,
Outside 7-11.
Fell in love on accident,
Now it doesn't matter.

You got to me,
You saw through me,
You're in for it now.

You're all I wanna do.
I only wanna dance with you.
Whatever I got to do.
I want you to myself tonight,
All right.
I only wanna dance with you.

Used to being on the road,
Crazy nights and playing shows.
Used to dancing all alone,
Now it doesn't matter.
Since you got a hold of me,
I'm talking about you in my sleep.
What the hell did you do to me?
Oh, it doesn't matter.

I fell for you, yeah
Boy you're so screwed, so
You're in for it now.

You're all I wanna do.
I only wanna dance with you.
Whatever I got to do.
I want you to myself tonight,
All right.
I only wanna dance with you.

Just wanna dance with you.
Just wanna dance with you.
Just wanna dance with you.
Uh, uh, oh-oh.

Just wanna dance with you.
Just wanna dance with you.
Just wanna dance with you.
Uh, uh, oh-oh.

You're all I wanna do.
I only wanna dance with you (only wanna dance with you.)
Whatever I got to do.
I want you to myself tonight (tonight),
All right (all right).
I only wanna dance with you.

Just wanna dance with you.
Just wanna dance with you.
Just wanna dance with you.
Uh, uh, oh-oh.

Just wanna dance with you.
Just wanna dance with you.
Just wanna dance with you.

I only wanna dance with you.

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