Lyrics

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha It sure seems a pity It sure seems a time So if you want some dilly I sure want to cry You won't want to be sitting 'Cause we sure won't be nice And if you're not into dancing Then you won't be my type I wanna be you-ou-ou, and me-e-e I wanna hear you cry I wanna hear you scream And I, I, I wanna hear you die If we have an understanding Even if you think we might If you caught yourself on leisure And I am just young size No, I'm not here for kissing I'm not here for rice I'm just here for dancing 'Cause dancing's all alive I wanna be you-ou-ou, and me-e-e I wanna hear you cry I wanna hear you scream And I, I, I wanna hear you die Oh-oh-oh, what's your mother gonna do About me-e-e 'cause it's 45 degrees And I, oh-oh-oh, what's your mother gonna do About me-e-e 'cause it's 45 degrees And I, I want, I want, ooh I want! I want, I want, I want-oh-oh-oh I wanna be you-ou-ou, and me-e-e I wanna hear you cry I wanna hear you scream And I, I, I wanna hear you die I wanna be you-ou-ou, and me-e-e I wanna hear you cry I wanna hear you scream And I, I, I wanna hear you die
Writer(s): Jack Connell Nielsen, Nicholas Wellauer, William Alex Mcconchie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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