[Hook]
What's up girl, how are things?
It's karaoke night so you got to sing
I'll go first, take your time
Hungry like the wolf when the crowd is mine
Four more shots, now you're good
Singing out of tune like I knew you would
Spill your drink, that's just fine
Cause we're singing karaoke in the summer time

[Verse 1]
I grip that mic, but never when I'm sober
Feelin like a rich man that never drove a Rover
That's ok cause I never need a whip
When the bar is the only place I ever have to get
So let's get comfy, let's get friendly
I love the way you dress like a nerd that's trendy
Just like me cause I do the same thing and I wear the same jeans but I never feel plain
So put that drink down, we gotta dance now
Olivia Newton has got me in a trance now
I throw back brain washed as a little guy
12 jackin gingers now I'm just a little high
Feel good when I'm movin them feetskies
You look great as you shake to the beatskie
DJ please play another jam, and mix it right so I don't stop dancing
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[Verse 2]
I'm on that Ray Charles go-hard-type shit
Look at me, ma, yeah I got perfect pitch
Not really, but the booze is my auto-tune
Furtive glances get tossed then I caught a few
Rock that mic, got so hype
With the backup dancers walking the moon like Mike
Uh - yeah, no drinks on my tab, let the boppers buy those
My credit is quite bad
Yeah, but I'll still tip your pants off
Yup, now lets get those pants off
What? My room is a dance hall
And I'm the selector, peep the damn dance song
Yeah - top hats and silk scarfs, we got no money but fuck it we live large
We got no money, but fuck it we in charge
We got no money, but fuck it we still stars

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[Verse 3]
The illest kid with the cordless
Flippin 80's hits, and the mix is gorgeous
2010 cool hurt, can't ignore it
Shit's enormous
Nobody wanna follow me so they forfeit
And Evan's, watlzin
Look at us get it in
We take a shitting bar and make it dope like heroin
Excedrin for poor sales, yeah, we the medicine
Want a better crowd, then we are the veterans
Canton to Hampden, Fed- Hill to Fell's Point
Put the L.L. on, I'll rock the bells boy - ugh
I'm a monster like Hell Boy, squad's on my back, so relax the deltoid
What? Keep pullin the old strings
You were playin' the wall, your girl bought me my drink - drink
She likes the way I sing
And we about to dip out so you better not blink!
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