Eyes on Me

Quit my day job,

The air feels electric,

Almost stumbled under the weight,

Dressed to the nines and I’m walking over,

Ready to see my best mates,

Blast my music the vibes are rocking me.

What kind of person should I be?

Let’s get some eyes on me,

Lets get it one, two, three.

Is it blue, is red,

The dream in your head,

Show me magic tricks,

Let me scratch that itch,

Will you flip the switch?

I’m spending my day,

Just dancing away,

Do you want to relate?

Do you?

I want to,

Here’s you invitation to my broad musical,

I don’t want a dress code,

Do you?

Don’t want to,

Get to the venue,

In your bodysuit,

Don’t try to confuse.

What kind of person should I be?

Let’s get some eyes on me,

Lets get it one, two, three.

Don’t stop, why don’t you let go,

Why don’t you get some,

Why don’t you

Gimme, gimme gimme gimme,

Don’t stop, why don’t you let go

Why don’t you get some

Why don’t you

Gimme, gimme gimme gimme.

Let’s get some eyes on me,

Let’s get some eyes on me,

Let’s get some eyes on me,

Let’s get it one, two, three.