Weird Al Yankovic

Weird Al Yankovic - Polkarama! lyrics

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[Chicken Dance] 



Let's get it started (ha) 

Let's get it started in here 

Let's get it started (ha) 

Let's get it started in here 

Let's get it started (ha) 

Let's get it started in here 



And the base keeps runnin' runnin' 

And runnin' runnin' 

And runnin' runnin' 

And runnin' runnin' 



I say don't you know 

You say you don't go 

I say... take me out! 



I say you don't show 

Don't move, time is slow 

I say [gunshot] take me out! 



Beverly Hills - That's where I want to be! (gimme, gimme) 

Living in Beverly Hills 

Beverly Hills - Rolling like a celebrity! (gimme, gimme) 

Living in Beverly Hills 



And birds go flying at the speed of sound 

To show you how it all began 

Birds came flying from the underground 

If you could see it then you'd understand 



[Accordion Solo] 



And we'll all float on ok 

And we'll all float on alright 

Already we'll all float on 

Now don't you worry we'll all float on 

Alright... 



Feel good 

Feel good 

Feel good 



Dont cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? 

Dont cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? 

Dont cha? 

Dont cha? 



Dont cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me? 

Dont cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me? 

Dont cha? 

Dont cha? Dont cha? Dont cha? 



Somebody told me 

You had a boyfriend 

Who looked like a girlfriend 

That I had in February of last year 

It's not confidential 

Well, I've got potential 

A rushin' and rushin' around 



Hey! 



Hey! 



Hey! 



I'll take you to the candy shop 

I'll let you lick the lollypop 

Go 'head girl, don't you stop 

Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) 



We'll take you to the candy shop (yeah) 

Boy one taste of what we got (un'huh) 

We'll have you spending all you got (come on) 

Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) 



When the pimp's in the crib ma 

Drop it like it's hot 

Drop it like it's hot 

Drop it like it's hot 



When the pigs try to get at ya 

Park it like it's hot 

Park it like it's hot 



Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay 

Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up? 

All the gal pon the dancefloor wantin' some more what 

Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up? 



Hey Mr. 

Please Mr. DJ 

Tell me if you hear me 

Turn the music up! 



She take my money (she take my money) 

When I'm in need (when I'm in need) 

Yea she's a triflin' friend indeed (friend indeed) 

Oh she's a gold digga way over town (way over town) 

That digs on me 



Hey! Hey! 



Now I aint sayin she's a gold digger 

But she aint messin wit' no broke broke 

Now I aint sayin she's a gold digger 

But she ain't messin wit' no broke broke 



Get down girl, go head get down (I gotta leave) 

Get down girl, go head get down (I gotta leave) 

Get down girl, go head get down (I gotta leave) 

Get down girl, go head 



But I ain't sayin' she's a 

Gold gold digger (gold gold) 

Gold gold digger (gold gold) 

Gold gold digger (gold gold) 

Hey!





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