Ke$ha - Microphone текст песни

[Verse 1:]
At the Springwater on the West End,
Sipping on something and I saw you strumming,
Through the lust and the lovers, we locked eyes.
Up on stage, you're so fine.
Was it the way you were looking at me,
Or the scar on your pretty face?
Maybe your tight black jeans, boy I wanna taste.
(Boy I wanna taste.)

[Pre-Chorus:]
But if you really wanna know what got me hot,
Well said let's go I don't wanna stop.
It was your (microphone).
Let me put it into words what got me off
Made me into a freak what I really want.
(What got me off)
It was your (microphone).

[Chorus:]
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone (microphone).
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone.

[Verse 2:]
The thing that hid in your Gibson all pretty and great
Put those fingers on me, I want it all the way.
You sing about lovers you've had before,
Tonight I'll be the one you'll be singing for.
I'm really tickled, you know the way
I'd be seeing you in my bed
(I wanna see you naked)
Oh!

[Chorus:]
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone (microphone).
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone.

[Bridge:]
(Microphone, microphone, microphone, microphone)
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone (microphone)
(Easy sit back, play me)
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone
(Just sit and play your dirty guitar)

Was it the way you were looking at me,
Or the scar on your pretty face?
Maybe your tight black jeans,
Boy I want a taste.
(Boy I want a taste, oh)

[Chorus:]
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone (microphone).
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone.
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone.
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone.

Текст песни Ke$ha — Microphone

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