Kesha!

And now the sun is rising
And now the long walk back inicial (back home)
There's just so many faces,
But no one I need to know (need to know)

In the dark I can't fight it, I fake til I'm numb
But in the bright light,
I taste tu on my tongue

Now the party's over
And everybody's gone
I'm left here with myself and I wonder what went wrong
And now my corazón is broken
Like the bottles on the floor
Does it really matter?
Or am I just hung over you?
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah
Or am I just hungover?

Even my dirty laundry
Everything just smells like tu (like you)
And now my head is throbbing
Every song is out of tune
Just like you...

Swimming pool and limousines (come on let's do it)
Come on lets cause a scene (come on let's do it)
Cigar in the caviar (come on let's do it)
I'm pissin' in the Dom Pérignon (come on let's do it)
Now, come on lets do it
Were gonna do it now
Come on lets do it
Come on lets do this

Wooow oh oh
There's a party at a rich dudes house
Wooow oh oh
There's a party at a rich dudes house
So if ya wanna go
Then ya know oh
We're gonna fight till we do it right
So lets wooow oh oh
Tonight

No we are not on the lista (come on lets do it)
No we don't give a shit (come on lets do it)
Dance 'til your pants come off (come on get...

Maybe I need some rehab, o maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession, I'm seeing it in my dreams

I'm looking down every alley, I'm making those desperate calls
Im staying up all night hoping, Hit my head against the walls


What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my corazón is fried
I just cant get tu off my mind

Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your amor your amor your love
I dicho your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your amor your amor your love

Won't listen to any advice, mamma's telling me to think twice
But left...

Verse 1:
Grammy's, Oscars
Emmys, Tonie's
Pretty perfect plastic phonies
Princesses and goofy dresses
After party's V.I.P. list!

There he is (oh my gosh!)
(There he is)
Should I know him?
(I know him)
Smile with those faces

Chours:
Kiss kiss
Hug hug
Don't say it think it
Bit your tongue
Kiss kiss
Hug hug
Makes me wanna just
Throw up!

Pointless conversations
Forget what your name is

Verse 2:
Frozen grins
Purple martini's
Ganesha girls
And micro mini's
Geeks with camera's
Stars with momma's
Gotta amor that freak mostrar drama
(oh my god is that Shequle O'Neil?!)

Get in drunk (get in drunk)
Good enough (good enough)
Loser schmoozer...

It was a summer night,
The stars were all aligned,
You, you, you, tu showed up,
And blew my mind.

We didn't sleep at all,
Played records all night long,
That, that, that night,
I kind of fell in love.

Something in your kiss,
Made my body electric,
You set me free.
That night, brough to life,
For the magic that's inside,
Of tu and me.

Wherever tu are,
You are forever on my mind.
Wherever tu are,
Know that our amor will never die.

Wherever tu are,
Wherever tu are,
Love will never die,
Wherever tu are,
Wherever tu are.

Electric wire love,
The sun was coming up,
Red, red, red wine,
And whiskey on your tongue.

Tangled...

I hear your corazón beat to the beat of the drums
Oh what a shame that tu came here with someone
So while you're here in my arms
Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

We're gonna die young
We're gonna die young

Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

[Beat break]

Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

Young hearts, out our minds
Running 'til we outta time
Wild child's lookin' good
Living hard just like we should
Don't care whose watching when we tearing it up (You Know)
That magic that we got nobody can touch (For sure)

Looking for some trouble...

My first kiss went a little like this
-kiss-
And twist
-kiss kiss-
And twist

(Ke$ha)
Well my first kiss went a little like this
-kiss-
And twist
-kiss kiss-
And twist

I dicho no más teachers
And no más books
I got a kiss under the bleachers
Hoping that nobody looks
Lips like licorice
Tongue like candy
Excuse me miss but can I get tu out your panties?

In the back of the car
On the way to the bar
I got tu on my lips
(I got tu on my lips)
At the foot of the stairs
With my fingers in your hair
Baby this is it

(Chorus)
She won't ever get enough
Once she gets a little touch
If I had it my way
You know that I'd make her say...

RE-EXAMINING THE GUILTY PLEASURE, VIA KESHA...
AUGUST 19, 2011



Village Voice:


In general conversation, the guilty pleasure is a simple enough concept: it describes something tu might like but, well, feel guilty about liking, presumably because it isn’t otherwise up to your standards of taste. Over the past ten o so years, with pop critics taking traditional guilty-pleasure strongholds like teenpop and Southern rap más seriously, the concept itself was put to closer scrutiny. To summarize a decade of articles, blog posts and message board debates, the term “guilty pleasure” was revealed...

Backstabber (repeat 3x)

Bored, stoned, sitting in your basement
All alone, cause your little conversations
got around, now look at what we all found out
(look at what we, look at what we all found out)

You have got a set of loose lips, twisting stories
All because you're jealous
Now I know exactly what you're all about,
And this is what you're all about..

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Oh girl, you're such a shit talker
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Run your mouth más than everyone I've ever known
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

(Talk Talk Talk talk...

So uncensored

Verse 1:
I'm a walking contradiction
My missions is my addiction
It turns me on, oh
Every days a re-invention
Fake enough and misconception
Prove I'm wrong

I get caught
The adrenalin rush
Get off
I'm not just givin up

Chours:
Filtered uncurd
Yeah I'm so uncensored
Oh-oh oh-oh oh
I'm right on target
Just left the center
Oh-oh oh-oh oh oh

Verse 2:
What's the point of boundaries
Who makes the rules (yeah I do)
Yeah who?
I brake them all
My scares are deep from memories
But I don't let them get to me
I just mover on

I say (I say)
Whatever comes to my mind I do (I do)
What feels good at the time

Chours:
Filtered...

I'm just not
Myself today
I've been thinking
Way too hard
My cigarrette
Burns down so fast
Is nothing permanent?
I've been trying
To figure out
Your amor is like
What it's about

Why my foot is
Always in my mouth?
If nothing permanent?

I'm freaking out
I'm feeling stuck
I tell myself
To lighten up

Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam

Yeah
Even you
And I can't keep
Staying up all night
We need some sleep
It's nothing personal
Nothing personal
Just nothings permanent

My hair colour
My favorito! band
The Rolling Stones
The tattoo
Thank god
I didn't get
That night
I swore...