When you wake up in the morning and you stretch and yawn 

And you roll all over me gonna make you 

You can try to avoid it, but it can't be destroyed 

When you hear that noise gonna make you (Oh yeah) 

When you wake up in the morning - gonna make you 

When you get out of the shower - gonna make you) 

Try to put on your clothes, think you're ready to go 

And you attempt this alone - gonna make you 



I hope that doesn't scare you 

I hope that doesn't scare you off 



... and leotards 

I hope that doesn't scare you off 

I'm about to come and steal your heart 

I hope that doesn't scare you off 



Clap your hands everybody, everybody clap your hands 

I'm here to make you move, and share my groove 

And spread it across the land 

Clap your hands everybody, everybody clap your hands 

All the guys and girls, welcome to my world 

To this candyland 



This shit is fucking bananas 



When you wake up in the morning and you stretch and yawn 

And you roll all over me gonna make you 

You can try to avoid it, but it can't be destroyed 

When you hear that noise gonna make you (Oh yeah) 

When you wake up in the morning - gonna make you 

When you get out of the shower - gonna make you) 

Try to put on your clothes, think you're ready to go 

And you attempt this alone - gonna make you 



I hope that doesn't scare you 

I hope that doesn't scare you off 



... and leotards 

I hope that doesn't scare you off 

I'm about to come and steal your heart 

I hope that doesn't scare you off 



Clap your hands everybody, everybody clap your hands 

I'm here to make you move, and share my groove 

And spread it across the land 

Clap your hands everybody, everybody clap your hands 

All the guys and girls, welcome to my world 

To this candyland 



Love, angel, music, baby 

(Can someone call the fire department? These girls are on fire!)