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Just Dance

						{commedia}mp3/lady-gaga/just-dance.mp3{/commedia}| C#m E | H F#m   C#m   E  H    F#m         C#m   E      H  F#m                       RedOne!      Konvict    Gaga            Oh C#m         E                 H      F#mI’ve had a little bit too muchC#m        E                      H             F#mAll of the people start to rush. (Start to rush by)C#m     EA dizzy twister dance,H                    F#mCan’t find my drink or man.C#m               E                     H         F#mWhere are my keys? I lost my phone.A                                             C#mWhat’s go-ing out on the floor?I love this record baby, but I can’t see straight anymore.A                                                             C#mKeep it cool what’s the name of this club?                                                  C#m/E   H/D#I can’t remember but it’s alright, alright. Chorus:       C#m         EJust dance. Gonna be okay.H          F#mDa-da-doo-doo        C#m                 EJust dance. Spin that record babe.H         F#mDa-da-doo-doo      C#m               EJust dance. Gonna be okay.H  F#m         C#m      E       H     F#m  D-d-d  dance. Dance. Dance. Ju-ju-ju-just dance. Wish I could shut my playboy mouth.How’d I turn my shirt inside out? (Inside out babe)Control your poison babeRoses have thorns they say.And we’re all gettin’ hosed tonight.What’s go-ing out on the floor?I love this record baby, but I can’t see straight anymore.Keep it cool what’s the name of this club?I can’t remember but it’s alright, alright. Chorus. C#m     E                                         H                        F#m                C#mWhen I come through on the dance floor checkin out that catalogue.             E                        H                    F#m              C#mCan’t believe my eyes so many women without a flaw.          E                               H                           F#m               C#mAnd I ain’t gonn’ give it up, steady tryna pick it up like a call.        E                                                  F#m           AI’m a hit it up, a beat it up, latch on to until tomorrow yeah.                                                                       C#mShawty I can see that you got so much energy,                                                                       AThe way you twirling up them hips round and round                                                                                           C#mThere’s no reason, I know why you can’t leave here with me                                                                     C#m/E  H/D#  In the meantime stand, let me watch you break it down and ... Chorus.                                        H                                                   C#mHalf psychotic, sick hypnotic, got my blue-print, it's symphonic.                                        H                                           C#mHalf psychotic, sick hypnotic, got my blue-print electronic.   :| 2x                     H                                             C#mGo. Use your muscle carve it out work it, hustle                          H                    I got it, just stay close enough to get it         C#m               H                                                          C#mDon't slow! Drive it! Clean it! Lights out! Bleed it! Spend the last dough... (I got it)                 HIn your pocko! (I got it) Chorus.   Lyrics: RedOne! Konvict Gaga. Oh I’ve had a little bit too muchAll of the people start to rush. (Start to rush by)A dizzy twister dance,Can’t find my drink or man.Where are my keys? I lost my phone.What’s go-ing out on the floor?I love this record baby, but I can’t see straight anymore.Keep it cool what’s the name of this club?I can’t remember but it’s alright, alright. Chorus:Just dance. Gonna be okay.Da-da-doo-dooJust dance. Spin that record babe.Da-da-doo-dooJust dance. Gonna be okay.D-d-d  dance. Dance. Dance. Ju-ju-ju-just dance. Wish I could shut my playboy mouth.How’d I turn my shirt inside out? (Inside out babe)Control your poison babeRoses have thorns they say.And we’re all gettin’ hosed tonight.What’s go-ing out on the floor?I love this record baby, but I can’t see straight anymore.Keep it cool what’s the name of this club?I can’t remember but it’s alright, alright. Chorus. When I come through on the dance floor checkin out that catalogue.Can’t believe my eyes so many women without a flaw.And I ain’t gonn’ give it up, steady tryna pick it up like a call.I’m a hit it up, a beat it up, latch on to until tomorrow yeah.Shawty I can see that you got so much energy,The way you twirling up them hips round and roundThere’s no reason, I know why you can’t leave here with meIn the meantime stand, let me watch you break it down and ... Chorus.Half psychotic, sick hypnotic, got my blue-print, it's symphonic.Half psychotic, sick hypnotic, got my blue-print electronic.   :| 2xGo. Use your muscle carve it out work it, hustle                    I got it, just stay close enough to get itDon't slow! Drive it! Clean it! Lights out! Bleed it! Spend the last dough... (I got it)In your pocko! (I got it) Chorus.						

					

Текст песни:
Lady Gaga

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Boys Boys BoysBrown Eyes

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Eh, eh (Nothing Else I Can Say)

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I Like It Rough

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Just Dance

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Lovegame

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Money Honey

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Paper GangstaPoker Face

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StarstruckSummerboy

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The Fame