FB Chick: "wake up in the morning feeling like p-diddy! grab my glasses, i'm out the door, i'm gonna hit this city! before i leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of jack! 'cause when i leave for the night, i ain't coming back!"
Roomie: yes, but are we human? or are we dancers? you gotta let me know....
FB Chick: dancers...not even a question
Roomie: Phew. Cuz i'm a dancing queen..feel the beat from the tambourine...I'm a teaser, I turn them on...something something..then i'm gone?
FB Chick: somebody call 9-1-1!
Random: Fire Burnin On The Dance Floor!!!!
Roomie:Pants on the floor, pants on the floor, you look like a fool with your pants on the floor!
FB Chick: hat turned sideways..lookin' like a fool! gold all in your mouth..lookin' like a fool..what ya gunna with your pants on the ground!
Roomie: Maybe that is why I am lonely...oh so lonely
FB chick: cause nothing compares TO YOU!
Roomie: That's because I am a gangsta gangsta
FB chick: they see me rollin'..they hatin'..you know they tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty!
Roomie: cuz i'm a balla. shot calla. 20 inch blades on the impala!
FB Chick: make em say uuuhhhh..uuuhhh na na na naaaa!
Roomie: I want you to love me down, lets go for what we know, hold me so tight then love me some more
FB Chick: well alright..were jammin..i wanna jam it with you! were jammin & i hope you like jammin too!
Roomie: So I put my hands up they’re playing my song, and the butterflys fly away! Noddin’ my head like yeah - moving my hips like yeah
FB Chick: can you meet me halfway, right at the borderline..that's where i'm gonna wait, for you! i'll be lookin' out, night n'day!took my heart to the limit, and this is where i'll stay..i can't go any further than this! i want you so bad it's my only wish!!
Roomie: Now that you can't have me - that's when you want meBut, baby, it's too late. Time to set the record straight
FB Chick: don't turn around..'cause you're gonna see my heart breaking! don't turn around, i don't want you seeing me cry..just walk away! it's tearing me up that you're leaving..i'm letting you go!!
Roomie: Baby bye bye bye!
FB Chick: this thing called love..i just can't handle it! this thing called love..i must get rid of it, i aint ready! crazy little thing called love ♥
Roomie: Baby Come back! You can blame it ALL on ME!
FB Chick: there aint no rest for the wicked! money don't grow on trees! i got bills to pay..i got mouths to feed! there aint nothin' in this world for free!
Roomie: Just throw it in the bag!
FB Chick: 'cause my body is too booty-licious for you babbbaaayyy!
Roomie: Shoulda put a ring on it
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