Blurred Lines Everybody get up Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey (Uh) Hey, hey, hey (Ha-ha!) (Woo!) Tune me up If you can't hear what I'm trying to say (Hey girl, come here!) If you can't read from the same page (Hey) Maybe I'm going deaf (Hey, hey, hey) Maybe I'm going blind (Hey, hey, hey) Maybe I'm out of my mind, mind (Hey, hey, hey) Okay, now he was close Tried to domesticate you But you're an animal Baby, it's in your nature (Meow) Just let me liberate you (Hey, hey, hey) You don't need no takers (Hey, hey, hey) That man is not your maker (Hey, hey, hey) And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl (Everybody get up) I know you want it (Hey) I know you want it I know you want it You're a good girl (Hey, hey) Can't let it get past me (Oh yeah) You're far from plastic (Alright) Talkin' 'bout getting blasted I hate these blurred lines I know you want it (Hey) I know you want it (Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah-yeah) I know you want it But you're a good girl (Ah, hey) The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty (Ah, hey, hey) Go ahead, get at me (Everybody get up) (Come on!) What do they make dreams for When you got them jeans on? (Why?) What do we need steam for? You the hottest bitch in this place I feel so lucky (Hey, hey, hey) You wanna hug me (Hey, hey, hey) What rhymes with hug me? (Hey, hey, hey) Hey! (Everybody get up) Okay, now he was close Tried to domesticate you But you're an animal Baby, it's in your nature (Uh-huh) Just let me liberate you (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) You don't need no takers (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) That man is not your maker (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl (Everybody get up) I know you want it I know you want it (Hey) I know you want it You're a good girl Can't let it get past me (Hey) You're far from plastic (Oh) Talkin' 'bout getting blasted (Everybody get up) I hate these blurred lines (Hate them lines) I know you want it (I hate them lines) I know you want it (I hate them lines) I know you want it But you're a good girl (Good girl) The way you grab me (Hustle Gang, homie) Must wanna get nasty (Let go) (I say Rob) Go ahead, get at me (Let me holla at 'em real quick) One thing I ask of you Let me be the one you back that ass up to (Come on!) Go from Malibu to Paris, boo (Yeah) Had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you (Uh-uh, ayy) So, hit me up when you pass through (Oh) I'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two Swag on 'em even when you dress casual I mean, it's almost unbearable (Hey, hey, hey!) (Everybody get up) In a hundred years not dare would I Pull a Pharcyde, let you pass me by Nothin' like your last guy, he too square for you He don't smack that ass and pull your hair like that (You like it) So I'm just watchin' and waitin' For you to salute the true big pimpin' Not many women can refuse this pimpin' I'm a nice guy, but don't get it confused, get pimpin' (Everybody get up) Shake your rump Get down, get up Do it like it hurt, like it hurt What, you don't like work? Hey! (Everybody get up) Baby, can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica It always works for me Dakota to Decatur (Uh-huh) No more pretending (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) 'Cause now you're winning (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) Here's our beginning (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) I always wanted You're a good girl (Everybody get up) I know you want it (Hey) I know you want it I know you want it You're a good girl Can't let it get past me (Oh yeah) You're far from plastic (Alright) Talkin' 'bout getting blasted I hate these blurred lines (Everybody get up) I know you want it (Hey) I know you want it (Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah-yeah) I know you want it But you're a good girl (Ah, hey) The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty (Ah, hey, hey) Go ahead, get at me Everybody get up Everybody get up Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey
Blurred Lines is The Best Contemporary R&B Music, Pop Music, Funk Music, Hip Hop Music, And Blue-Eyed-Soul Music By Robin Thicke Featuring T.I. And Pharrell Williams And I Love This Song Because I Love it and The Best Song Ever and Yes Memories.
