Voodoo?

I'm not being cranky I just hate this party Think I might as well, spend a night in hell Reading torture magazine Than pretending I'm one of you They move wild and carefree As hip as hip can be I think I should split, but wait a minute I feel something in my knees Is it music or new voodoo? Can I resist this? Am I off my head? What's shaking my hips? Can I resist this? It's the kind of beat I just can't dismiss It's too early for me I can't set myself free Can we sit aside, I'm not qualified I'm the worst you've ever seen I'm as groovy as a bamboo Air crawling in air sea I feel all eyes on me They have so much grace and I'm out of place Why am I feeling like a queen? Is it music or new voodoo? Can I resist this? Am I off my head? What's shaking my hips? Can I resist this? It's the kind of beat I just can't dismiss