Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox and Robyn Adele Anderson - Blurred Lines

Everybody get up

If you can't hear, what I'm trying say
If you can't read, from the same page
Maybe I'm going deaf maybe I'm going blind
Maybe I'm out of my mind

OK, now he was close
Tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal
Baby, it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you
You don't need no papers
That man is not your mate
And that's why I'm going good girl!
I know you want it i know you want it
I know you want it

You're a good girl! Can't let it get past me
Me fall from plastic
Talk about getting blasted

I hate these blurred lines!
I know you want it i know you want it
I know you want it

But you're a good girl! The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty go ahead, get at me

What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on
What do we need steam for
You the hottest guy in this place!

I feel so lucky you wanna hug me
What rhymes with hug me? Hey!

OK, now he was close
Tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal
Baby, it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you
You don't need no papers
That man is not your mate

Shake your rump get down
Get up do it like it hurt
What, you don't like work?

Shake your rump get down
Get up do it like it hurt
What, you don't like work?

Shake your rump get down
Get up do it like it hurt
What, you don't like work?
One thing I ask of you
Let me be the one you that
Cut that grass for you
From Malibu to Paris, boo
Yeah, I had a girl, but she ain't bad as you
So hit me up when you pass through
I'll give you something big enough to
Share a glass or two
Swag on, even when you dress casual
I mean it's almost unbearable
In a hundred years not dare, would I
Pull a Pharside let you pass me by
Nothing like your last guy
He too square for you
He don't slap that face and
Pull your hair like that
So I just watch and wait for you to salute
But you didn't pick
Not many women can refuse this pimpin'
I'm a nice guy

And that's why I'm going take a good girl
I know you want it i know you want it
I know you want it

You're a good girl! Can't let it get past me
Me fall from plastic
Talk about getting blasted

I hate these blurred lines!
I know you want it i know you want it
I know you want it

But you're a good girl! The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty go ahead, get at me

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