Britney Spears
The Hook Up – Britney Spears
Said he wanna hook up
But she don’t wanna hook up
Told him, just go
And then she looked and said she wanna hook up
He really wanna hook up
Told him, let’s go
Baby, I can’t believe everything
Your body makes me wanna do
And the way that you move on the floor
Now I think I’m in love with you
Grab my waist
Wanna get with the rhythm and that move you do
Switch my hips on the floor
Baby slow to keep up with you
Back it up, na
Bump ya ramp, na
Grab my waist, na
Work it out, na
Grab my shoulder
Pick it up, na
Take it lower
To the floor, na
Get up, baby
We can drop a little somethin’
Ride it, baby
We can do a little somethin’
Take out, baby
Wanna get a little somethin’
You know, baby
Let’s hook up a little somethin’
Baby, I can’t believe everything
That I feel when I dance with you
Feel the small of my back to the breath on my neck
To the move you do
Put your body
Gotta get my body up right next to you
Move the party
Gotta rock the party until they’re over you
Back it up, na
Bump ya ramp, na
Grab my waist, na
Work it out, na
Grab my shoulder
Pick it up, na
Take it lower
To the floor, na
Boy, I can’t explain
What you do to me
My whole world has changed
I live in a fantasy
Tonight, I’m in the mood
Please take me by your hand
I wanna get in your groove
So, baby, take me there
The bodies keep shaking
(Wanna get) My body keeps shaking
Better get your butt out here baby
Come on lets go
So do how you do it
(Drop it down) Bend over get to it
(Make it pop) Back down to the ground
Pick it up, let’s go
Pick it up, let’s go
Don’t stop
Just get, get on the floor
Butt drops
Hips pop, poppin’ for sure
Who’s got, got it
Get it some more
One time, two time, three time we go
Back it up, na
Bump ya ramp, na
Grab my waist, na
Work it out, na
Grab my shoulder
Pick it up, na
Take it lower
To the floor, na
Back it up, na
Bump ya ramp, na
Grab my waist, na
Work it out, na
Grab my shoulder
Pick it up, na
Take it lower
To the floor, na
Get up, baby
We can drop a little somethin’
Ride it, baby
We can do a little somethin’
Take out, baby
Wanna get a little somethin’
You know, baby
Let’s hook up a little somethin’
Back it up, na
Bump ya ramp, na
Grab my waist, na
Work it out, na
Grab my shoulder
Pick it up, na
Take it lower
To the floor, na
Britney Spears
Dear Diary – Britney Spears
Today I saw a boy
And I wondered if he noticed me
He took my breath away
Dear diary
I can’t get him off my mind
And it scares me
‘Cause I’ve never felt this way
No one in this world
Knows me better than you do
So diary I’ll confide in you
Dear diary
Today I saw a boy
As he walked by I thought he smiled at me
And I wondered
Does he know what’s in my heart
I tried to smile, but I could hardly breathe
Should I tell him how I feel
Or would that scare him away
Diary, tell me what to do
Please tell me what to say
Dear diary
One touch of his hand
Now I can’t wait to see that boy again
He smiled
And I thought my heart could fly
Diary, do you think that we’ll be more than friends?
I’ve got a feeling we’ll be so much more
Britney Spears
Circus – Britney Spears
The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe
Well baby I’m a put-on-a-show kinda girl
Don’t like the backseat, gotta be first (oh, oh)
I’m like the ringleader
I call the shots (call the shots)
I’m like a firecracker
I make it hot (make it hot)
When I put on a show
I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins (hah, hah, hah)
Spotlight on me and I’m ready to break (hah, hah, hah)
I’m like a performer, the dancefloor is my stage (hah, hah, hah)
Better be ready, hope that ya feel the same (hah, hah, hah)
All the eyes on me in the center of the ring
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
Don’t stand there watching me, follow me
Show me what you can do
Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ho, ho, ho)
There’s only two types of guys out there,
Ones that can hang with me, and ones that are scared
So baby I hope that you came prepared
I run a tight ship, so beware
I’m like a ring leader, I call the shots
I’m like a fire cracker
I make it hot when I put on a show
I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins (hah, hah, hah)
Spotlight on me and I’m ready to break (hah, hah, hah)
I’m like a performer, the dancefloor is my stage (hah, hah, hah)
Better be ready, hope that ya feel the same (hah, hah, hah)
All the eyes on me in the center of the ring
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
Don’t stand there watching me, follow me
Show me what you can do
Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ho, ho, ho)
Let’s go..(ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
Let me see what you can do..(ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
I’m running this.
Yeah, like what
I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins (hah, hah, hah)
Spotlight on me and I’m ready to break (hah, hah, hah)
I’m like a performer, the dancefloor is my stage (hah, hah, hah)
Better be ready, hope that ya feel the same (hah, hah, hah)
All the eyes on me in the center of the ring
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
Don’t stand there watching me, follow me
Show me what you can do
Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
All the eyes on me in the center of the ring
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
Don’t stand there watching me, follow me
Show me what you can do
Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ho, ho, ho)
Britney Spears
Lucky – Britney Spears
Early morning, she wakes up
Knock, knock, knock on the door
It’s time for makeup, perfect smile
It’s you they’re all waiting for
They go
“Isn’t she lovely, this Hollywood girl?”
And they say
CHORUS:
She’s so lucky, she’s a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If there’s nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night
Lost in an image, in a dream
But there’s no one there to wake her up
And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winning
But tell me what happens when it stops?
They go
“Isn’t she lovely, this Hollywood girl?”
And they say
[Repeat CHORUS]
“Best actress, and the winner is Lucky!”
“I’m Roger Johnson for Pop News standing outside the arena waiting for Lucky”
“Oh my god, here she comes!”
Isn’t she lucky, this Hollywood girl
She is so lucky, but why does she cry
If there’s nothing missing in her life
Why do tears come at night?