Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aretha Franklin
Aretha Franklin
Performer
John Legend
John Legend
Performer
Geoff Rice
Geoff Rice
Guitar
T. Craskey
T. Craskey
Bass Guitar
Maurice Brown
Maurice Brown
Trumpet
Chelsea Baratz
Chelsea Baratz
Tenor Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DeVon Harris
DeVon Harris
Composer
John Roger Stephens
John Roger Stephens
Composer
Paul Cho
Paul Cho
Composer
Isaac Hayes
Isaac Hayes
Composer
David Porter
David Porter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Cho
Paul Cho
Producer
Devo Springsteen
Devo Springsteen
Producer
Andrew Dawson
Andrew Dawson
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Jared Robbins
Jared Robbins
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

I want everybody to get up off your seat And get your arms together and your hands together And give me some of that ol-ol-old soul I've been workin' graveyard shifts eight days and no breaks This ain't livin', somethin's missing Friday night the weekend's here, it's right on time I'm on a mission for somethin' different (come on, come on) Ain't no time to waste, girl, it's gettin' late Let's show them what we can do My, my, work is done, the weekend's just for fun Get out of your seat and let's move Come on everybody, what y'all came to do? (What y'all came to do?) Put on your dancin' shoes (oh) Yeah, we about to burn it up (we 'bout to burn it up) Come on everybody burn it up (everybody burn it up) I ain't got nothin' to prove (yeah) Ain't got nothin' to lose (nothin' to lose) Yeah, we about to turn it up (we 'bout to turn it up) Come on everybody turn it up (we gon' turn it up) I've been down and back and forth and side to side Now you're groovin', let's keep it movin' All around the world, let's get down tonight You gotta use it before you lose it, hey, hey Don't forget the past, treat each day as if it were the last Life's too short for the blues Therefore, get your nine to five Get this party started right It's time to break all of the rules What y'all came to do? Put on your dancin' shoes (hey) Yeah, we about to burn it up Come on everybody burn it up I ain't got nothin' to prove (yeah, yeah) Ain't got nothin' to lose Yeah, we about to turn it up (turn it up) Come on everybody turn it up While you got a chance, get up and dance now All you got to do is get up and move What y'all came to do? (What y'all came to do?) Put on your dancin' shoes (no way) Yeah, we about to burn it up (we 'bout to burn it up) Come on everybody burn it up (everybody burn it up) I ain't got nothin' to prove (yeah) Ain't got nothin' to lose (nothin' to lose) Yeah, we about to turn it up (we 'bout to turn it up) Come on everybody turn it up (come on turn it up) What y'all came to do? (What y'all came to do?) Put on your dancin' shoes (yes sir) Yeah, we about to burn it up (we 'bout to burn it up) Come on everybody burn it up (everybody burn it up) I ain't got nothin' to prove (yeah) Ain't got nothin' to lose (nothin' to lose) Yeah, we about to turn it up (we 'bout to turn it up) Come on everybody turn it up (turn it up, turn it up) I'm feeling good, yeah Oh yeah, it ain't all bad hanging out with you We gotta hook up one more time (and stick up one more time) I'm feeling good
Writer(s): Isaac Hayes, David Porter, John R. Stephens, Devon Lamar Harris, Paul Cho Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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