Lyrics

One, two, three Through the gates, knock on the door Put your clothes in a pile, on the floor Take your pick from the Japanese robes and sandals Drink champagne from a glass with chocolate handles Don't you wanna come? (3121) It's gonna be so much fun (3121) That's where the party be (3121) You can come if you want to But you can never leave Uh, everybody, huh, get on the floor Uh, tell me now what you comin' for Girl, it ain't no use, you might as well get loose Work that body like you want some money I'm saying everybody (everybody) Uh, get on the beat We're going to show you people partying People everywhere, loosen up your hair Take a deeper breath and sing along with me, yeah Ooh (ooh) Alright (alright) What you say? Dance, music, sex, romance I can't hear you say it Ooh (ooh) Alright (alright) Say it Dance, music, sex, romance Look over there, there's another turn on Butterflies scared that they're gonna be awake all night long Dancing in your belly like a ballerina In spite of your efforts to calm them down Don't you wanna come? (3121) It's going to be so much fun (3121) That's where the party be, oh (3121) You can come if you want to But you can never leave Side to side, yo Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Mike Phillips Show your love Will, I'm scared of you Dancin' up on the building top They're dancin' up on the top They're dancin' up on the top Clap your hands now, come on somebody Clap your hands now, huh Clap your hands now, come on somebody Clap your hands now I like it Groove that, Mike Yeah, yeah Wait a minute, Mike Hold up, boys, huh Everybody, uh, loosen up And shake it like you just don't care Nevermind your friends Girl, it ain't no sin Shake that body 'til the early light And tell me now I'm getting today I said everybody (everybody) Forget the masses We only want to have some fun Do whatever we want Fucking in the middle of a restaurant Police ain't got no gun Y'all don't have to run Everybody say Say what Alright, say now (dance, music, sex, romance) I can't hear your boo say Boo, say it again, alright Dance, music, sex, romance Mr. Trombone Man, play it now Come on, Bill, come on! Don't you wanna come? (3121) It's gonna be so much fun (3121) That's where the party be, people (3121) You can come if you want to But you can never leave It's going down, y'all 21 nights in London!
Writer(s): Prince Rogers Nelson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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