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  • Director: Ray Kay
    Fecha de lanzamiento: Octubre, 2008
    Duración del vídeo: 3:35
    © 2008 Interscope Records
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    Director: Melina Matsoukas
    Fecha de lanzamiento: Septiembre, 2008
    Duración del vídeo: 2:51
    © 2008 Interscope Records
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    (Lady Gaga/Red One/Aliaune “Akon” Thiam)


    RedOne, Konvict
    GaGa, oh-oh, eh

    I've had a little bit too much, much
    All of the people start to rush, start to rush by
    How does he twist the dance? Can't find a drink, oh man
    Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone

    What's going on on the floor?
    I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore
    Keep it cool, what's the name of this club?
    I can't remember but it's alright, a-alright

    Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
    Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
    Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
    Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance

    Wish I could shut my playboy mouth, oh oh oh-oh
    How'd I turn my shirt inside out? Inside outright
    Control your poison babe, roses have thorns they say
    And we're all getting hosed tonight, oh oh oh-oh

    What's going on on the floor?
    I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore
    Keep it cool, what's the name of this club?
    I can't remember but it's alright, a-alright

    Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
    Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
    Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
    Dance, dance, just, j-j-just

    When I come through on the dance floor checkin' out that catalog
    Can't believe my eyes, so many women without a flaw
    And I ain't gon' give it up, steady tryin' to pick it up like a car
    I'ma hit it, I'ma hit it and flex and do it until tomorr' yeah

    Shawty I can see that you got so much energy
    The way you're twirlin' up them hips ’round and ’round
    And now there's no reason at all why you can't leave here with me
    In the meantime stay and let me watch you break it down

    And dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
    Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

    Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
    Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
    Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
    Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance

    Woo! Let's go!

    Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
    Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
    Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
    Got my blueprint electronic

    Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
    Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
    Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
    Got my blueprint electronic

    Go! Use your muscle, carve it out, work it, hustle
    I got it, just stay close enough to get it
    Don't slow! Drive it, clean it, lights out, bleed it
    Spend the lasto
    (I got it)
    In your pocko
    (I got it)

    Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
    Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

    Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
    Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
    Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
    Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance
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    (LadyGaga/Red One)


    Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick
    I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
    Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick
    I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

    I wanna kiss you
    But if I do then I might miss you, babe
    It’s complicated and stupid
    Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid
    Guess he wants to play, wants to play
    A love game, a love game

    Hold me and love me
    Just wanna touch you for a minute
    Maybe three seconds is enough
    For my heart to quit it

    Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick
    I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
    Don’t think too much just bust that stick
    I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

    Let’s play a love game, play a love game
    Do you want love or you want fame?
    Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

    Let’s play a love game, play a love game
    Do you want love or you want fame?
    Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

    I’m on a mission
    And it involves some heavy touching, yeah
    You’ve indicated your interest, I’m educated in sex, yes
    And now I want it bad, want it bad
    A love game, a love game

    Hold me and love me
    Just want touch you for a minute
    Maybe three seconds is enough
    For my heart to quit it

    Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick
    I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
    Don’t think too much just bust that stick
    I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

    Let’s play a love game, play a love game
    Do you want love or you want fame?
    Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

    Let’s play a love game, play a love game
    Do you want love or you want fame?
    Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

    I can see you staring there from across the block
    With a smile on your mouth and your hand on your huh!
    The story of us, it always starts the same
    With a boy and a girl and a huh and a game
    And a game, and a game, and a game, a love game

    Let’s play a love game, play a love game
    Do you want love or you want fame?
    Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

    Let’s play a love game, play a love game
    Do you want love or you want fame?
    Are you in the game? Doin’ the love game

    Let’s play a love game, play a love game
    Do you want love or you want fame?
    Are you in the game?
    (Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick)
    Doin’ the love game
    (I wanna take a ride on your disco stick)

    Let’s play a love game, play a love game
    Do you want love or you want fame?
    Are you in the game?
    (Don’t think too much just bust that stick)
    Doin’ the love game
    (I wanna take a ride on your disco stick)
    Doin’ the love game
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    (Lady Gaga/Rob Fusari)


    We are the crowd, we’re c-comin’ out
    Got my flash on, it’s true
    Need that picture of you
    It so magical, we’d be so fantastical
    Leather and jeans, garage glamorous
    Not sure what it means
    But this photo of us it don’t have a price
    Ready for those flashing light
    ‘Cause you know that baby, I

    I’m your biggest fan, I’ll follow you until you love me
    Papa, paparazzi
    Baby, there’s no other superstar, you know that I’ll be
    Your papa, paparazzi

    Promise I’ll be kind
    But I won’t stop until that boy is mine
    Baby, you’ll be famous, chase you down until you love me
    Papa, paparazzi

    I’ll be your girl backstage at your show
    Velvet ropes and guitars
    Yeah, cause you’re my rock star in between the sets
    Eyeliner and cigarettes

    Shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn
    My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry
    It don’t have a price, loving you is cherry pie
    Cause you know that baby, I

    I’m your biggest fan, I’ll follow you until you love me
    Papa, paparazzi
    Baby, there’s no other superstar, you know that I’ll be
    Your papa, paparazzi

    Promise I’ll be kind
    But I won’t stop until that boy is mine
    Baby, you’ll be famous, chase you down until you love me
    Papa, paparazzi

    Real good, we dance in the studio
    Snap, snap to that shit on the radio
    Don’t stop for anyone
    We’re plastic but we still have fun

    I’m your biggest fan, I’ll follow you until you love me
    Papa, paparazzi
    Baby, there’s no other superstar, you know that I’ll be
    Your papa, paparazzi

    Promise I’ll be kind
    But I won’t stop until that boy is mine
    Baby, you’ll be famous, chase you down until you love me
    Papa, paparazzI
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    (Lady Gaga/Rob Fusari)


    Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, dirty, dirty
    Beautiful, dirty, rich
    Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful
    Beautiful and dirty, dirty, rich, rich, dirty

    We got a red light
    Pornographic dance fight
    Systematic, honey
    But we go no money

    Our hair is perfect
    While we’re all getting shit wrecked
    It’s automatic, honey
    But we got no money

    Daddy, I’m so sorry
    I’m so s-s-sorry, yeah
    We just like to party
    Like to p-p-party, yeah

    Bang, bang
    We’re beautiful and dirty rich
    (Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful)
    Bang, bang
    We’re beautiful and dirty rich
    (Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, bang, bang)

    We live a cute life
    Sound fematic, pants tight
    Tug ‘n’ plastic, honey
    But we got no money

    We do the dance right
    We’ve got it made like
    Ice cream topped with honey
    But we got no money

    Daddy, I’m so sorry
    I’m so s-s-sorry, yeah
    We just like to party
    Like to p-p-party, yeah

    Bang, bang
    We’re beautiful and dirty rich
    (Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful)
    Bang, bang
    We’re beautiful and dirty rich
    (Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, bang, bang)

    A bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
    Beautiful, dirty rich
    A bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
    Beautiful, dirty rich

    Bang, bang
    We’re beautiful and dirty rich
    (Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful)
    Bang, bang
    We’re beautiful and dirty rich
    (Beautiful, dirty, dirty rich, rich, bang, bang)

    Bang, bang
    (Dirty, dirty rich, dirty, dirty rich, beautiful)
    Bang, bang
    (Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, bang, bang)
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    (Lady Gaga/Martin Kierszenbaum)


    Cherry, cherry, boom, boom
    Gaga

    Boy, we’ve had a real good time
    And I wish you the best on your way, eh, eh
    I didn’t mean to hurt you
    I never thought we’d fall out of place, eh, eh

    I have something that I love long, long
    But my friends keepa’ tellin’ me that something’s wrong
    Then I met someone
    And eh, there’s nothing else I can say

    Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
    Eh, eh, I wish he never looked at me that way
    Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
    Eh, eh

    Not that I don’t care about you
    Just that things got so compliqu�, eh, eh
    I met somebody cute and funny
    Got each other and that’s funny, eh, eh, eh

    I have something that I love long, long
    But my friends keepa’ tellin’ me that something’s wrong
    Then I met someone
    And eh, there’s nothing else I can say

    Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
    Eh, eh, I wish he never looked at me that way
    Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
    Eh, eh

    I have something that I love long, long
    But my friends keepa’ tellin’ me that something’s wrong
    Then I met someone
    And eh, there’s nothing else I can say

    Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
    Eh, eh, wish he never looked at me that way
    Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say

    Eh, eh, wish he never looked at me that way
    Eh, eh, there’s nothing else I can say
    Eh, eh, cherry, cherry, boom, boom

    Eh, eh
    Oh, yeah
    All I can say is, eh
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    (Lady Gaga/RedOne)


    Mum mum mum mah
    Mum mum mum mah
    Mum mum mum mah
    Mum mum mum mah
    Mum mum mum mah
    I wanna hold em like they do in Texas Plays
    Fold em let em hit me raise it baby stay with me, I love it
    Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start
    And after he’s been hooked I’ll play the one that’s on his heart

    Oh, oh, oh
    I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got
    Oh, oh, oh
    I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got

    Can’t read my, can’t read my
    No he can’t read my poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)
    Can’t read my, can’t read my
    No he can’t read my poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)

    P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
    (Mum mum mum mah)
    P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
    (Mum mum mum mah)

    I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be
    A little gambling is fun when you’re with me, I love it
    Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
    And baby when it’s love if it’s not rough it isn’t fun, fun

    Oh, oh, oh
    I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got
    Oh, oh, oh
    I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got

    Can’t read my, can’t read my
    No he can’t read my poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)
    Can’t read my, can’t read my
    No he can’t read my poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)

    P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
    (Mum mum mum mah)
    P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
    (Mum mum mum mah)
    (Mum mum mum mah)
    (Mum mum mum mah)

    I won’t tell you that I love you
    Kiss or hug you
    Cause I’m bluffin’ with my muffin
    I’m not lying I’m just stunnin’ with my love-glue-gunning

    Just like a chick in the casino
    Take your bank before I pay you out
    I promise this, promise this
    Check this hand cause I’m marvelous

    Can’t read my, can’t read my
    No he can’t read my poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)
    Can’t read my, can’t read my
    No he can’t read my poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)

    Can’t read my, can’t read my
    No he can’t read my poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)
    Can’t read my, can’t read my
    No he can’t read my poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)

    Can’t read my, can’t read my
    No he can’t read my poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)
    Can’t read my, can’t read my
    No he can’t read my poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)

    P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
    P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
    (She’s got to love nobody)

    P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
    (Mum mum mum mah)
    P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
    (Mum mum mum mah)

    P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
    (Mum mum mum mah)
    P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
    (Mum mum mum mah)
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    (Lady Gaga/Martin Kierszenbaum)


    I can’t help myself
    I’m addicted to a life of material
    It’s some kind of joke
    I’m obsessively opposed to the typical

    All we care about is runway models
    Cadillacs and liquor bottles
    Give me something I wanna be
    Retro glamor Hollywood, yes, we live for the

    Fame, doin’ it for the fame
    ‘Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous
    Fame, doin’ it for the fame
    ‘Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune

    Fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame
    We live for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame
    Isn’t it a shame, shame, baby? A shame, shame
    In it for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame

    I can see myself in the movies
    With my picture in the city lights
    Photograph, oh my mind and whatever else
    You’d like to shoot you decide

    All we care about is pornographic girls
    On film and body plastic
    Give me something I wanna see
    Television and hot blonds in odd positions

    Fame, doin’ it for the fame
    ‘Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous
    Fame, doin’ it for the fame
    ‘Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune

    Fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame
    We live for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame
    Isn’t it a shame, shame, baby? A shame, shame
    In it for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame

    Don’t ask me how or why
    But I’m gonna make it happen this time
    My teenage dream tonight
    Yeah, I’m gonna make it happen this time

    Fame, doin’ it for the fame
    ‘Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous

    Fame, doin’ it for the fame
    ‘Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous
    Fame, doin’ it for the fame
    ‘Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune

    Fame, doin’ it for the fame
    ‘Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous
    Fame, doin’ it for the fame
    ‘Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune
    Fame
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    (Lady Gaga/RedOne/Bilal Hajji)


    That’s M O N E Y, so sexy, I

    Damn, I love the Jag, the jet and the mansion
    Oh yeah
    And I enjoy the gifts and trips to the islands
    Oh yeah

    It’s good to live expensive you know it
    But my knees get weak, intensive

    When you give me k-kisses
    That’s money, honey
    When I’m your lover and your mistress
    That’s money, honey

    When you touch me it’s so delicious
    That’s money, honey
    Baby, when you tear me to pieces
    That’s money, honey

    That’s M O N E Y, so sexy, I
    That’s money, honey

    Damn, I’d love a boat by the beach on the west coast
    Oh yeah
    And I’d enjoy some fine champagne while my girls toast
    Oh yeah

    It’s good to live expensive you know it
    But my knees get weak, intensive

    When you give me k-kisses
    That’s money, honey
    When I’m your lover and your mistress
    That’s money, honey

    When you touch me it’s so delicious
    That’s money, honey
    Baby, when you tear me to pieces
    That’s money, honey

    You know I appreciate the finer things
    But it’s not what makes me happiest, baby
    (I can do without it, babe)
    Your tender loving’s more than I can handle
    Never burn out this candle, baby, baby

    K-k-kisses
    That’s money, honey
    When I’m your lover and your mistress
    That’s money, honey

    When you touch me it’s so delicious
    That’s money, honey
    Baby, when you tear me to pieces
    That’s money, honey

    When you give me k-kisses
    That’s money, honey
    When I’m your lover and your mistress
    That’s money, honey

    When you touch me it’s so delicious
    That’s money, honey
    Baby, when you tear me to pieces
    That’s money, honey

    When you give me k-kisses
    That’s money, honey
    When I’m your lover and your mistress
    That’s money, honey

    When you touch me it’s so delicious
    That’s money, honey
    Baby, when you tear me to pieces
    That’s money, honey

    That’s M O N E Y, so sexy, I
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    (Lady Gaga/Rob Fusari)


    You’ve gotta a lotta lotta nerve
    Coming here when I’m still with him
    And I can’t have you, it isn’t fair
    Born March of ‘86, my birthday’s coming
    And if I had one wish, yeah, you’d be it

    When you’re ’round
    I lose myself inside your mouth
    You’ve got brown eyes like no one else
    Baby, make it to me

    Again and again, again, again, again, again
    Never stop
    Again and again, again, again, again, again
    Never stop, oh

    He never really saw me
    Or waited when we were hooking up
    Yeah, he’d a never last

    Last week when I was sad
    You said that you knew
    My eyes change from kinda green
    To kind blue, heya

    When you’re ’round
    I lose myself inside your mouth
    You’ve got brown eyes like no one else
    Baby, make it to me

    Again and again, again, again, again, again
    Never stop
    Again and again, again, again, again, again
    Never stop, oh

    They tell me if I leave him
    Baby, would you be there?
    ‘Cause maybe you could
    Be m-m-mine all the t-t-time
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    (Lady Gaga/RedOne)


    Hey there, sugar baby, saw you twice at the pop show
    You take just like glitter mixed with rock and roll
    I like you a lot, lot, think you’re really hot, hot
    Know you think you’re special when we dance real crazy
    Glamophonic, electronic, d-d-disco baby
    I like you a lot, lot, all we want is hot, hot

    Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
    Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
    Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
    And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them

    Baby is a bad boy with some retro sneakers
    Let’s go see The Killers and make out in the bleachers
    I like you a lot, lot, think you’re really hot, hot
    Let’s go to the party heard our buddy’s the DJ
    Don’t forget my lipstick I left it in your ashtray
    I like you a lot, lot, all we want is hot, hot

    Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
    Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
    Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
    And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them

    Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
    Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
    Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
    And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them

    I’m not loose, I like to party
    Let’s get lost in your Ferrari
    Not psychotic or dramatic
    I like boys and that is that

    Love it when you call me legs
    In the morning buy me eggs
    Watch your heart when we’re together
    Boys like you love me for ever

    Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
    Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
    Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
    And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them

    Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
    Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
    Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
    And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them

    Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars
    Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars
    Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim
    And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
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    (Lady Gaga)


    In your brown eyes I walked away
    In your brown eyes I couldn't stay
    In your brown eyes you'll watch her go
    Then turn the record on and wonder what went wrong
    What went wrong

    If everything was everything but everything is over
    Everything could be everything if only we were older
    I guess it’s just a silly song about you
    And how I lost you and your brown eyes

    In your brown eyes I was feeling low
    ‘Cause they're brown eyes and you never know
    Got some brown eyes but I saw her face
    I knew that it was wrong
    So baby, turn the record on, play that song

    Where everything was everything but everything is over
    Everything could be everything if only we were older
    I guess it’s just a silly song about you
    And how I lost you and your brown eyes, brown eyes

    Everything was everything but baby, it’s the last show
    Everything could be everything but it’s time to say goodbye, so
    Get your last fix and your last hit
    Grab your old girl with her new tricks
    Honey yeah, it’s no surprise that I got lost in your brown eyes

    In your brown eyes, brown, brown eyes
    Your brown eyes, brown, brown eyes
    Got some brown eyes, brown, brown eyes
    Your brown eyes
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    (Lady Gaga/Brian Kierulf/Josh Schwartz)


    One, two, three
    Nowhere, yeah we’re going nowhere fast
    Maybe this time I’ll be yours, you’ll be mine
    C-c-crazy, ah, get your ass in my bed
    Baby, you’ll be just my summer boyfriend
    (Summerboy)

    Let’s get lost, you can take me home
    Somewhere nice we can be alone
    Bikini tops, coming off

    Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
    You’ll wake up and I’m not around
    I’ve got to go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    We’ll still have the summer after all

    Sometimes you might start a fight
    But I’m happy pretending we’re alright
    (Alright)

    Sun glasses cover up my green eyes
    My martini glistens, yeah
    While checking out other guys
    (Summerboy)

    Let’s get lost, you can take me home
    Somewhere nice we can be alone
    Bikini tops, coming off

    Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
    You’ll wake up and I’m not around
    I’ve got to go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    We’ll still have the summer after all

    Hey, there summerboy
    Let’s go for a drive
    Take me for a ride
    Never gonna close our eyes

    Hey, there summerboy
    I’m a busy girl
    Don’t got too much time
    Hurry up before I change my mind

    Hey, there summerboy
    I’m taking off my heels
    Let’s go for run
    Have a little summer fun
    Have a little summer fun
    (Summerboy)

    Let’s get lost, you can take me home
    Somewhere nice we can be alone
    Bikini tops, coming off

    Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
    You’ll wake up and I’m not around
    You’ve got to go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
    We’ll still have the summer after all

    Let’s get lost, you can take me home
    Somewhere nice we can be alone
    I’ve got my summer, summerboy

    Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
    You’ll wake up and I’m not around
    I’ve got my summer, summerboy
    And we’ll still have the summer after all

    I’ve got my, yes, I’ve got my
    I’ve got my summer, summerboy
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    (Lady GaGa/Rob Fusari/Tom Kafafian)


    Oh, the disco heaven
    Oh, the disco heaven

    Get back, bunny
    It's getting cold in here little honey
    We got a show to put on your dress
    Take a minute for us and relax, relax
    Cupid's got me, oh with his bow and arrow, baby
    He'll hit you in the pants, hot pants
    Get the people to dance and relax, relax

    Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
    Yeah the floor is shaking
    In this disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)
    The disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)

    Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
    Yeah the floor is shaking
    In this disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)
    The disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)

    Throw your head back, girly
    Throw it like those girls in the movies
    We got a show to put on your dress
    Take a minute for us and relax, relax
    The ball is turning, 300 mirrors burning
    Through the hearts of the crowd
    In the back hips just banging the track
    To the music, the music

    Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
    Yeah the floor is shaking
    In this disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)
    The disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)

    Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
    Yeah the floor is shaking
    In this disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)
    The disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)

    Oh we got that disco
    D-I-S-C-O
    And we're in heaven
    H-E-A-V-E-N
    Disco heaven
    Feels just like heaven
    Disco heaven
    Disco heaven

    A line up for the dance
    Yeah bring those fancy pants
    Y'know there's disco in the air
    And hairspray everywhere

    A disco heaven
    A disco heaven
    Disco heaven
    Disco heaven

    Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
    Yeah the floor is shaking
    In this disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)
    The disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)

    Oh the lights still on, we're dancing
    Yeah the floor is shaking
    In this disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)
    The disco heaven
    (Oh, the disco heaven)
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    (Lady Gaga/Martin Kierszenbaum)


    Your love is nothing I can’t fight
    Can’t sleep with the man who dims my shine

    I’m in the bedroom with tissues and when
    I know you’re outside banging that I won’t let you in
    ‘Cause it’s a hard life with love in the world
    And I’m a hard girl, loving me is like chewing on pearls

    You’ve got me wandering why
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough

    You’ve got me wandering why
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough

    Won’t go without my fix tonight
    It’s a little too rough
    Prom girl wipes her tears with silver lines
    And she can’t get enough

    I’m in the bedroom with tissues and when
    I know you’re outside banging that I won’t let you in
    ‘Cause it’s a hard life with love in the world
    And I’m a hard girl, loving me is like straightening curls

    You’ve got me wandering why
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough

    You’ve got me wandering why
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough

    I’m shiny and I know it
    Don’t know why you wanna blow it
    Need a man who likes it rough
    Likes it rough, likes it rough

    I’m shiny and I know it
    Don’t know why you wanna blow it
    Need a man who likes it rough
    Likes it rough, likes it rough

    Is it because you don’t mean it?
    Or because I don’t feel it?
    Yes, it’s rough

    Is it because you don’t mean it?
    Or because I don’t feel it?
    Yes it’s rough

    You’ve got me wandering why
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough

    You’ve got me wandering why
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough

    You’ve got me wandering why
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough

    You’ve got me wandering why
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough
    I, I like it rough
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    (Lady Gaga/RedOne) 


    Midnight rush, with a pen in my hand
    Inkin Lincoln, sand-script with a fan
    Remembering me, before it began
    Sometimes I felt so Def in the Jam

    Cuz the ones who loved me, told me to stop
    Like homegirl can't catch shit if it drops
    A superwoman chick, you know that I am
    Some shit don't fly by me in a man

    Cuz I do not accept any less
    Than someone just as real, as fabulous

    Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
    Won't sign away my life to
    Someone who's got the flavor
    But don't have no follow through
    Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
    Won't sign no monkey papers
    I don't do funny business
    Not interested in fakers
    Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
    Uh oh
    Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
    Uh oh

    Got something really shiny to start
    Want me to sign there on your Range Rover heart?
    I've heard it before
    Yeah, the dinners were nice
    Till your diamond words melted into some ice

    You should have been rapping to the beat of my song Mr. California,
    PAPER GANGSTA and I'm lookin' for love, not an empty page full of stuff that means nothing but "you've been played"

    Cuz I do not accept any less
    Than someone just as real, as fabulous
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    (Lady GaGa/Martin Kierszenbaum/Nick Dresti/Tramar Dillard)


    Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track.
    Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track.
    Groove. Slam. Work it back. Space Cowboy just play that track.
    Gaga in the Room. So STARSTRUCK Cherry Cherry Cherry
    Cherry Boom Boom.

    Rollin' up to the club on the weekend
    Stylin' out to the beat that you’re freakin
    Fantasize I’m the track that you’re tweakin
    Blow my heart up
    Put your hands on my waste pull the fader
    Run it back with original flavor
    Cue me up I’m the 12 on your table I’m so STARSTRUCK…

    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up

    Baby now that were alone gotta request
    Would you make me number one on your playlist?
    Got your Dre headphones with the leftside on
    Wanna scratch me back and fourth back and fourth? Uh huh
    Put your hands on my waist pull the fader
    Run it back with original flavor
    Get the breakdown first
    Up until the chorus
    To the verse
    Re-ke-re-ke-Reverse

    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up

    Hey lil mamma like really, really is that him
    I done seen you before what you got on them big rims
    Enter that cash flow, I’m like baby you don’t trip

    So shawty say hand over your signature right here
    Like adjust the dotted line and I suppose to sign
    How she at it, a fanatic and I think it’s goin down
    She so star struck, the gal all stuck
    I should have had an overdose too many Starbucks

    Ain’t never seen a balla, paper that stack taller
    Notice who let the top back on the Chevy Impala
    Hummers and all that fully loaded with two spoilers
    What did you call that when you showed up with two dollars

    But that’s another chapter, son of a bachelor
    All on me, just spotted a baby actor
    Complete swagga, they go the dagger
    Got what she wants, shawty happily ever after

    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up

    Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track
    Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track.
    Groove. Slam. Work it back. Space Cowboy just play that track.

    Baby now that were alone gotta request
    Would you make me number one on your playlist?
    Got your Dre headphones with the leftside on
    Wanna scratch me back and fourth back and fourth? Uh huh
    Put your hands on my waist pull the fader
    Run it back with original flavor
    Get the breakdown first
    Up until the chorus
    To the verse
    Re-ke-re-ke-Reverse

    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
    I’m so STARSTRUCK
    Baby cause you blow my heart up
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    Director: Melina Matsoukas
    Fecha de lanzamiento: Mayo, 2008
    Duración del vídeo: 4:06
    © 2008 Interscope Records
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