Kesha!

I was a just a young kid,
With time to waste.
Living out of my car,
Those were the days.

We were all the wild ones,
The wasted youth.
Other than a dream,
Had nothing to lose.

Ain’t it funny how time flies?
Fades into gold.
Now I wanna do a drive-by,
But I can’t find the road.

Back to wonderland,
Where it all began.
Everything was so simple then,
Living life like our last weekend,
Wish I could find my way,
Back to wonderland.

Carrie’s in the valley,
She’s got a kid.
Julie’s still a waitress,
Livin' on tips.

Sometimes we get together,
And shoot the shit.
But it’s not the same now,
No, nothin' is.

Feels like...

Ya can't take your eyes off me, oh
Better get your hands off me, I know
You find me irresistible but hola

Keep it under control
I see tu offering me again an agian
Your, wicked obvious the way your starin'
You, got me wondering what it is?
What could it be?
Makes me so captivating?


My sexy hair?
My zorra, vixen eyes?
No, I really think it's my ...

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-my
Red lipstick!

Say tu amor me in my
Red lipstick
You wanna touch me in my
Red lipstick
Get all up on m
e in my
Red lipstick
Works like magic

Red lipstick
Can't ignore me in my
Red lipstick
Quite the seductress in my
Red lipstick
Got cha...

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
(Hey, what up girl?)
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door
I'm gonna hit this city (Lets go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back
I'm talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-topping, playing our favorito! cd's
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop,no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh...

Mah-bah I dicho turkey jerky
Mah-bah I dicho turkey, turkey, jerky [x6]
Turkey jerky

Oh I like it like that
Keep working that back
I don't know how to act
Slow motion for me
Slow motion for me
Slow motion for me
Move it slow motion for me

Oh I like it like that
Keep working that back
I don't know how to act
Slow motion for me
Slow motion for me
Slow motion for me
Move it slow motion for me

Now there is no competition
Boy, I'm a fucking magician
(Now abacadabra) Now where'd your pants go?
Boy, I've been sipping on juice
And this and now I'm stuck on you
Turn around, stick it out and shake that culo (hoe)

Slow down
You're...

tu wanna lift me off my feet, parakeet
You got the crazy cream o' wheat, heatin' up my seat
And everytime tu turn to leave, boy it's killin' me
That bonfire that tu built in me is throwin' heat
I got a funny feelin' that your underneath my skin
The way your snappin' and zappin' it to my slim and jim
You think tu know me forever, like we been siguiente to kin
But we just met me in the bathtub in the basement


You got that boom boom thing that makes my body bang
Got that boom boom thing (I got that fire)
Turn that boom box el espacio right up and in my face
Gimme boom boom bang (I got that f-f-fire)
Boy your boom...

My, my
My butterscotch, butterscotch
My butterscotch, butterscotch

Pop rocks, limón drops, rollin' in my Tee
tops sugar rush, touch the stars

Dry eyes, de-light, dancin' por the light, bright
Watch us how we break some hearts

So grab your gamma rays
Come to my masquerade
Its like a man parade
And now, 1 2 3, oh

[Chorus]
Boys all want my butterscotch
Lickin' their lips 'cause its parte superior, arriba notch
No other perra got what I got
My butterscotch, butterscotch
Boys from Memphis to Bangkok
Try to get keys to my dulces shop
Linin' up 'round the block
My butterscotch, butterscotch

Chase it
Watch me how I make it
Don't tu wanna taste...

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Coming out your mouth with your blah, blah, blah
Zip your lip like a padlock and meet me at the back
With the jack and the jukebox

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

Music starts, listen hot stuff
I'm in amor 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 tu keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Boy,...