Cheryl Cole

Cheryl Cole - Stand Up lyrics

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'Cause I came here to dance
I'm gonna put up my hands and stand up. stand up
'Cause I came here to dance
I'm gonna put up my hands and stand up, stand up

Get up, get up, when the music gets a hold of you
Get up, get up, when the music gets control of you
Get up, get up, when the music gets a hold of you
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

I can see the light calling me out
I can see the search light spinning around
I can feel the moment where I belong
I can feel the music turning me on

On, on, on, on, on, on, on, on, on
On, on, on, on, on, on turning me on

'Cause I came here to dance
I'm gonna put up my hands and stand up. stand up
'Cause I came here to dance
I'm gonna put up my hands and stand up, stand up

Get up, get up, when the music gets a hold of you
Get up, get up, when the music gets control of you
Get up, get up, when the music gets a hold of you
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

I've got this emotion covering me
While moving in the fast lane, taking the lead
There's no way to hide feeling this strong
I can feel the music turning me on

On, on, on, on, on, on, on, on, on
On, on, on, on, on, on turning me on

'Cause I came here to dance
I'm gonna put up my hands and stand up. stand up
'Cause I came here to dance
I'm gonna put up my hands and stand up, stand up

Get up, get up, when the music gets a hold of you
Get up, get up, when the music gets control of you
Get up, get up, when the music gets a hold of you
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

Okay Cheryl, let's dance, 'cause I just cut my advance
So I can slide on my Louis Vittones
And I'm gonna put on my brand new Vans and take it to the club
I don't give a what and you don't give a what
We go wild eyed like we just got paid
Looking so fresh in our rock star shades

'Cause I came here to dance
I'm gonna put up my hands and stand up. stand up
'Cause I came here to dance
I'm gonna put up my hands and stand up, stand up

Get up, get up, when the music gets a hold of you
Get up, get up, when the music gets control of you
Get up, get up, when the music gets a hold of you
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
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Copyrights:

Author: Taio Cruz, Fraser T. Smith

Composer: ?

Publisher: ?

Details:

Language: English

Translations: Italian

Appearing on: 3 Words (2009)

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