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Cobra Starship - Guilty Pleasure Cobra Starship - Guilty Pleasure |
| And I came here to make you dance tonight...
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you...
And I don't even know what kinda fool your taking me for
So you've got some brand new clothes
You never could afford before
Oh brother, spare us all; we don't care anyore
We just wanna get down on the floor
You sell yourslef to make it
You can dish it but can you really take it?
You're never gonna get it with nothing
'Cause nothing's what you got in your head
So stop pretending
[Chorus] [x2]
And I came here to make you dance tonight
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you
(Shut up!) 'Cause we (Won't stop!)
And we're getting down 'til the sun's coming up
Oh...
And I don't even read what the papers gotta say about me
Oh no, I can't believe they take it so serious, seriously
I'm so bored, oh please, don't talk anymore
Just shut your mouth and get down on the floor
So cynical, poor baby
I can dish it 'cause I know how to take it
You're never gonna win 'em all
So f**k 'em if they can't take a joke
...Hah...I'm just playin'
[Chorus] [x2]
And maybe someday I'll believe
(Maybe someday I'll believe)
That we are all a part of some bigger plan
Tonight I just don't give a damn
(So shut your mouth it's time to dance)
If the world is ending, I'm throwing the party
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