Hooked On Polkas

You're takin' to me good Just like you know you should You get me on my knees Please, baby, please She looks so great, everytime I see her face She put me in a state, ooh! (State of shock) Top coat, top hat I don't worry, cause my wallet's fat Black shades, white glove Lookin' sharp, lookin' for love They come a-runnin' just as fast as they can Cause every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp-dressed man, hey! Oh, what's love, got to do, got to do with it? What's love but a second-hand emotion? What's love got to do, got to do with it? Who needs a heart, when a heart can be broken? M-E-T-H-O-D-O-F-L-O-V-E It's the method of modern love Owner of a lonely heart Owner of a lonely heart Much better than the Owner of a broken heart Owner of a lonely heart Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We're not gonna take it, no! We ain't gonna take it We're not gonna take it, anymore 99 Von luftballons Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont Denkst du vielleicht Grad an mich Dann singe ich ien Lied fur dich Now I gotta cut loose, footloose Kick off my Sunday shoes Please! Louise! Pull me off-a my knees Jack! Get back! Come on, before we crack! Lose your blues, ev'rybody cut footloose! So why don't you use it? Try not to bruise it Find time, don't lose it Bang your head Metal health'll drive ya mad Bang your head Metal health'll drive ya mad Relax, don't do it When you wanna go to it Relax, don't do it When you wanna come Relax, don't do it When you wanna sock it to it Relax, don't do it When you wanna come When you wanna come When you want to come