| So baby turn it up,
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| Cause the speakers gotta boom.
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| And yeah, I like it rough,
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| Til' the walls are coming through.
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| I like it loud
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| I like it loud
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| I like it loud
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| I like it loud
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| Oh, I’ma keep you up,
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| Til' there’s nothing left to do.
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| So baby, turn it up,
|
| Cause the speakers gotta boom.
|
| And yeah, I like it rough,
|
| Til' the walls are coming through.
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| I like it loud
|
| I like it loud
|
| I like it loud
|
| I like it loud
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| Oh, I’ma keep you up,
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| Til there’s nothing left to,
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| Nothing left to do.
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| Listen up baby,
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| We don’t have to much time.
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| Don’t need no potion,
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| Cause the flavor of my kiss is number 9.
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| This is some Ace of Base s***,
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| Cause I’m seein' the sign.
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| Thank you for being patient,
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| Be sure to keep this in mind.
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| It’s my sick obsession,
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| I hate the waiting.
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| But I love the tension,
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| It’s so frustrating.
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| From the day I met you,
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| This is my confession,
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| This is my confession.
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| I’ll tell you what to do.
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| So baby turn it up,
|
| Cause the speakers gotta boom.
|
| And yeah, I like it rough,
|
| Til' the walls are coming through.
|
| I like it loud
|
| I like it loud
|
| I like it loud
|
| I like it loud
|
| Oh, I’ma keep you up,
|
| Til' there’s nothing left to do.
|
| So baby, turn it up,
|
| Cause the speakers gotta boom.
|
| And yeah, I like it rough,
|
| Til' the walls are coming through.
|
| I like it loud
|
| I like it loud
|
| I like it loud
|
| I like it loud
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| Oh, I’ma keep you up,
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| Til there’s nothing left to,
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| Nothing left to do.
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| I’m thick skin,
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| Tough as a push pin.
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| Don’t be dancin' around my feelings,
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| Bitch, I’m a vixen.
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| You should of listened,
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| I like my ice then,
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| Push me down, won’t get enough.
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| Who says I’ma miss him?
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| It’s my sick obsession,
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| I hate the waiting. |