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Kesha - Animal Album Lyrics



Kesha - Animal Lyrics






Your Love Is My Drug

Maybe I need some rehab
Or maybe just need some sleep
I got a sick obsession
I'm seein it in my dreams
I'm lookin down every alley
I'm makin those desperate calls
I'm stayin up all night hopin hitin my head against the wall

What you got boy, is hard to find
I think about it all the time
I'm all strung out my heart is fried
I just can't get you off my mind!

Because your love your love your love is my drug
Your love your love your love
Your love your love your love is my drug
Your love your love your love

Won't listen to any advice
Mommas tellin me I should think twice
But look into my own devices, I'm addicted it's a crisis
My friends think I've gone crazy
My judgments gettin kinda hazy
My steeze is gonna be affected if I keep it up like a love sick crack head

What you got boy, is hard to find
I think about it all the time
I'm all strung out my heart is fried
I just can't get you off my mind!

Because your love your love your love is my drug
Your love your love your love
Your love your love your love is my drug
Your love your love your love

I don't care what people say
The rush is worth the price I pay
I get so high when your with me
But crash and crave you when you leave

Hey, so I got a question
Do you wanna have a slumber party in my basement?
Do I make your heart beat like an 808 drum
Is my love your drug? your drug?
Huh, your drug?
Huh, your drug?
Is my love your drug?

Because your love your love your love is my drug
Your love your love your love
Your love your love your love is my drug
Your love your love your love

Because your love your love your love is my drug
Your love your love your love
Your love your love your love is my drug
Your love your love your love

Hey, heyy, sooo
You love, your love your love, is my drug
(She says) I like your beard
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Writer: JOSHUA COLEMAN, KESHA SEBERT, PEBE SEBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Tik Tok

Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P- Diddy (Hey what's up girl)
Grab ma glasses I'm out the door I'm gonna hit the city (Let's go)
Before I leave brush ma teeth with a bottle of Jack
'Cause when I leave for the night I ain't comin back

I'm talkin pedicure on our toes toes
Tryin on all our clothes clothes
Boys blowin' up our phones phones

Drop top and playin' our favorite CD's
Goin up to the parties
Tryna get a little bit tipsy

[Chorus:]
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'm a fight
Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'm a fight
Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger

I'm talkin' bout - everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys tryna touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin' til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us - (down)-man

[Chorus:]
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'm a fight
Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'm a fight
Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

[Bridge:]
You build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that sound
Yeah, you got me

You build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up

Now, the party don't start till I walk in

[Chorus:]
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'm a fight
Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'm a fight
Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
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Writer: Lukasz Gottwald, Benjamin Levin, Kesha Sebert
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group




Take It Off

There's a place downtown,
Where the freaks all come around.
It's a hole in the wall.
It's a dirty free for all.

When the dark
Of the night comes around.
That's the time,
That the animal comes alive.
Looking for
Something wild.

And now we lookin' like pimps
In my gold Trans-Am.
Got a water bottle full of whiskey
In my handbag.
Got my drunk text on
I'll regret it in the mornin'
But tonight
I don't give a
I don't give a
I don't give a

There's a place downtown,
Where the freaks all come around.
It's a hole in the wall.
It's a dirty free for all.

And they turn me on.
When they Take It Off.
When they Take It Off.
Everybody Take It Off.

There's a place I know
If you're looking for a show.
Where they go hardcore
And there's glitter on the floor.

And they turn me on.
When they Take It Off.
When they Take It Off.
Everybody Take It Off.

Lose your mind.
Lose it now.
Lose your clothes
In the crowd.
We're delirious.
Tear it down
'Til the sun comes back around.

N-now we're getting so smashed.
Knocking over trash cans.
Eurbody breakin' bottles
It's a filthy hot mess.
Gonna get faded
I'm not the designated
Driver so
I don't give a
I don't give a
I don't give a

There's a place downtown,
Where the freaks all come around.
It's a hole in the wall.
It's a dirty free for all.

And they turn me on.
When they Take It Off.
When they Take It Off.
Everybody Take It Off.

There's a place I know
If you're looking for a show.
Where they go hardcore
And there's glitter on the floor.

And they turn me on.
When they Take It Off.
When they Take It Off.
Everybody Take It Off.

Oh, oh, oh!

EVERYBODY TAKE IT OFF!

Oh, Oh, Oh!

EVERYBODY TAKE IT OFF!

Right now! TAKE IT OFF!
Right now! TAKE IT OFF!
Right now! TAKE IT OFF!

Oooh.

Right now! TAKE IT OFF!
Right now! TAKE IT OFF!

EVERYBODY TAKE IT OFF!

There's a place downtown,
Where the freaks all come around.
It's a hole in the wall.
It's a dirty free for all.

And they turn me on.
When they Take It Off.
When they Take It Off.
Everybody Take It Off.

There's a place I know
If you're looking for a show.
Where they go hardcore
And there's glitter on the floor.

And they turn me on.
When they Take It Off.
When they Take It Off.
Everybody Take It Off.
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Writer: KESHA ROSE SEBERT, LUKASZ GOTTWALD, CLAUDE KELLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Kiss N Tell

Listen to yourself
You're a hot mess
St-t-stutter through your words
Breaking a sweat
What's it gonna take to confess
What we both know
Yeah, I was outta town last weekend,
You were feeling like a pimp round your lame friends
Now your little party's gonna end
So here we go

Woohha-a-ohooh
You got a secret
Woohha-a-ohooh
You couldn't keep it
Woohha-a-ohooh
Somebody leaked it,
And now some sh*ts about to go down

Never thought that you would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe you shouldn't
Kiss 'n' tell
You really should've kept it in your pants
Hearing dirty stories from your friends
Maybe you shouldn't
Kiss 'n' tell

Your looking like a tool not a bawler
Your acting like a chick, why bother?
I can find someone way hotter
With a bigger wow... well
'Cause on top of all the ways that you messed up
You weren't smart enough to keep your stupid mouth shut
I'm so sick of it
I've had enough
I hope you cry

Woohha-a-ohooh
You got a secret
Woohha-a-ohooh
You couldn't keep it
Woohha-a-ohooh
Somebody leaked it
And now some sh*ts about to go down

Never thought that you would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe you shouldn't
Kiss 'n' tell
You really should've kept it in your pants
Hearing dirty stories from your friends
Maybe you shouldn't
Kiss 'n' tell

Kiss 'n' tell [x8]

I hope you know
You gotta go
You
Get up and go
I don't wanna know
Or why your gross
You gotta go,
You
Get up and go
'Cause I don't wanna know

I never thought that you would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe you shouldn't
Kiss 'n' tell
You really should've kept it in your pants
Hearing dirty stories from your friends
Maybe you shouldn't
Kiss 'n' tell

Maybe you shouldn't
Kiss 'n' tell
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Writer: KESHA SEBERT, MAX MARTIN, LUKASZ GOTTWALD, . SHELLBACK
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Stephen

Stephen
Stephen
Why won't you call me?
Stephen, why won't you call me?

I saw you
In your tight-ass rocker pants
You saw me too
I laughed, cause I was completely trashed
And I watched your ugly girlfriend
Sneer across the room
As if I really care
That she's here with you
All I know is

You're my object of affection
My drug of choice, my sick obsession

Stephen
Why won't you call me?
I'm sitting here waiting
Why won't you call me?
Stephen
I'm feeling pathetic
I can't take rejection
Why won't you call me?

I've got guys
Waiting in the line
For me to play
My evil girl
The games with all their minds
Just watch me
I've got it down to a simple art
Just bat my eyes like this
And there's a broken heart
But somehow

You've turned the tables
What the hell?
I can charm the pants off anyone else
But you

Stephen
Why won't you call me?
I'm sitting here waiting
Why won't you call me?
Stephen
I'm feeling pathetic
I can't take rejection
Why won't you call me?

Stephen
I'm thinking that maybe
You might think I'm crazy
Is that why you won't call me?

Steve
Don't you think I'm pretty?
Do you not love me?
Is that why you won't call me?

Cause you're my object of affection
My drug of choice, my sick obsession
I want to keep you as my pet to play with
And hide under my bed
Forever

Stephen
Why won't you call me?
I'm sitting here waiting
Why won't you call me?
Stephen
I'm feeling pathetic
I can't take rejection
Why won't you call me?

Stephen
I'll knit you a sweater
I wanna wrap you up in my love
Forever
I'll never let you go, Stephen
I'll never let go

Stephen
Why won't you call me?
I'm sitting here waiting
Why won't you call me?
Stephen
I'm feeling pathetic
I can't take rejection
Why won't you call me?
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher




Blah Blah Blah

[ Featuring 3OH!3 ]

Coming out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Just zip your lips like a padlock
And meet me at the back with the jack and the jukebox
I don't really care where you live at
Just turn around boy and let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dick's at

Music's up
Listen hot stuff
I'm in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough

Stop talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah

Boy come on get your rocks off
Come put a little love in my glove box
I wanna dance with no pants on
Meet me in the back with the jack and the jukebox
So cut to the chase kid
'Cause I know you don't care what my middle name is
I wanna be naked
But your wasted

Music's up
Listen hot stuff
I'm in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough

Stop talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah

You be delaying,
You always be saying some shit
You say I'm playing,
I'm never laying the bitch
Sayin' "blah, blah blah"
'cause I don't care who you are
In this bar
It only matters who I am

Stop talking that Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
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Writer: SEAN FOREMAN, NEON HITCH, BENJAMIN LEVIN, KESHA SEBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management




Hungover

And now the sun is rising
Now the long walk back home (back home)
There's just so many faces,
But no one I need to know (need to know)

In the dark I can't fight it, I fake til I'm numb
But in the bright light,
I taste you on my tongue

Now the party's over
And everybodys gone
I'm left here with myself and I wonder what went wrong
And now my heart is broken
Like the bottles on the floor
Does it really matter?
Or am I just hung over you?
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah
Or am I just hungover?

Even my dirty laundry
Everything just smells like you (like you)
And now my head is throbbing
Every song is out of tune
Just like you

In the dark I can't fight til it disapears
But in the daylight
I taste you in my tears

And now the party's over,
And everybodys gone
I'm left here with myself and I wonder what went wrong
And now my heart is broken
Like the bottles on the floor
Does it really matter?
Or am I just hung over you?
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah
Or am I just hungover?

Now I've got myself looking like a mess
Standing alone trying to pretend but no,
I put up my fight
But this is it this time (time)
Cus I'm here in the end, tryin to pretend
I'm here in the end, tryin to pretend
Oh, ohhh

And now the party's over,
And everybodys gone
I'm left here with myself and I wonder what went wrong
And now my heart is broken
Like the bottles on the floor
Does it really matter?
Or am I just hung over you?
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah
Or am I just hungover?
[x2]

Ah ah ah
Or am I just hungover?
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Writer: KESHA SEBERT, LUKASZ GOTTWALD, MAX MARTIN, . SHELLBACK
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Party At A Rich Dudes House

Swimming pool, limousine, come on let's do it
Come on let's cause a scene, come on let's do it
Cigar in the caviar, come on let's do it
I'm pissing in the don create, come one let's do it
Now, come on let's do it, we're gonna do it, now
Come on let's do it, we're gonna do this

Whoa oh, there's a party at a rich dude's house
Whoa oh, there's a party at a rich dude's house
If you wanna go, then you know oh
We're gonna fight 'till we do it right
So let's whoa oh, tonight

No we're not on the list, come on let's do it
No we don't give a shit, come on let's do it
Dance 'till your pants come off, come on get naked
Party 'till the break of dawn, come let's do it
Now, come one let's do it, come on, come on

Whoa oh, there's a party at a rich dude's house
Whoa oh, there's a party at a rich dude's house
If you wanna go, then you know oh
We're gonna fight 'till we do it right
So let's whoa oh, tonight

I wake up in the front yard, we don't care
Wine stain on the sofa, we don't care
I threw up in the closet and I don't care
Cause we're young and we're broke
And I can't find my coat
And the sun is coming up
And oh my god I think I'm still drunk
(Where's my coat? Where?)

There's a party at a rich dude's house
There's a party at a rich dude's house
Whoa oh, there's a party at a rich dude's house
Whoa oh, there's a party at a rich dude's house
If you wanna go, then you know oh
We're gonna fight 'till we do it right
So let's whoa oh, tonight
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Writer: BENJAMIN JOSEPH LEVIN, JOHAN KARL SCHUSTER, KESHA ROSE SEBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing




Backstabber

Backstabber [x3]

Bored, stoned, sitting in your basement
All alone, cause your little conversations
Got around, now look here what we all found out
(look here what we found, look here we all found out)

That you have got a set of loose lips, twisting stories
All because you're jealous
Now I know exactly what you're all about
So this is what you're all about

Girl, your such a backstabber
Oh girl, you're such a shit talker
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Run your mouth more than everyone I've ever known
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Backstabber
(Talk talk talk talk talk talk)

I'm sick and tired of hearing all about my life
From other bitches with all of your lies
Wrapped up so tight, so maybe you should shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Shut your f*cking mouth

Honestly, I think it's kinda funny that you waste
Your breath talking about me
Got me feeling kinda special really (so this is what your all about)

Girl, your such a backstabber
Oh girl, you're such a shit talker
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Run your mouth more than everyone I've ever known
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Katie's to the left there just there ripping my style
Damn, Jeanie why you gotta tell the secrets about my sex life?
All I ever did was drive your broke ass around
Pick you up, take you out
When your car broke down

Backstabber [x3]

Girl, your such a backstabber
Oh girl, you're such a shit talker
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Girl, your such a backstabber
(Taking and twisting and telling, so manipulative)
Run your mouth more than everyone I've ever known
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

(Talk talk talk)
Backstabber
(Taking and twisting and telling, so manipulative)
Oh girl uhu, you're looking like a lunatic
Everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Everybody knows
Yeah you're looking like a lunatic
And everybody knows
Yeah everybody knows
Backstabber
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Writer: DAVID GAMSON, MARC NELKIN, JON INGOLDSBY, KESHA SEBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, A SIDE MUSIC LLC D/B/A MODERN WORKS MUSIC PUBLISHING




Blind

You got the best of me
You're sleepin' with the enemy
You left me all alone, alone, alone, alone
The beat drops, I'm so low
My heart stops, I already know
You left me all alone, alone, alone, alone

I'm sick and tired of the mess you made me
Never gonna catch me cry
Oh whoa whoa
You must be blind if you can't see
You'll miss me til the day you die
Oh whoa whoa
Without me, you're nothing
Oh whoa whoa
You must be blind if you can't see
You'll miss me til the day you die
Oh whoa whoa

I've let go, finally over you
This drama that you put me through
I'm better all alone, alone, alone, alone
The beat drops, you're so low
It's last call and it's gotten old
Now look who's all alone, alone, alone, alone

I'm sick and tired of the mess you made me
Never gonna catch me cry
Oh whoa whoa
You must be blind if you can't see
You'll miss me til the day you die
Oh whoa whoa
Without me, you're nothing
Oh whoa whoa
You must be blind if you can't see
You'll miss me til the day you die
Oh whoa whoa

I trusted you, you were the first
Then you lied and it get's worse
You broke me down
Now just look around
Who's all alone?
Who's all alone now?

I'm sick and tired of the mess you made me
Never gonna catch me cry
Oh whoa whoa
You must be blind if you can't see
You'll miss me til the day you die
Oh whoa whoa
Without me, you're nothing
Oh whoa whoa
You must be blind if you can't see
You'll miss me til the day you die
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Writer: JONATHAN LEVIN, KESHA SEBERT, LUKASZ GOTTWALD, BENJAMIN LEVIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Downtown Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management




D.I.N.O.S.A.U.R.

[Chorus:]
D-I-N-O-S-A-U-R
You are a dinosaur
D-I-N-O-S-A-U-R
You are a dinosaur
O-L-D M-A-N
Your just an old man
Hitting on me what?
You need a cat scan

[Verse 1:]
Old man, why are you starrin' at me, mack on me and my friends?
It's kinda a creepy
You should be prowling around the Old folk's home
Come on dude!
Leave us alone

At first we thought that it was kind of I'll when
We saw that you were like a billion
And still out tryin' to make a killin'
Get back to the museum

[Chorus:]
D-I-N-O-S-A-U-R
You are a dinosaur
D-I-N-O-S-A-U-R
You are a dinosaur
O-L-D M-A-N
Your just an old man
Hitting on me what?
You need a cat scan

Hey dinosaur, baby you're pre-historic
Hey dinosaur, that's what you are HA
Hey carnivore, you want my meat I know it
Hey dinosaur, that's what you are HA
Yea, you're pretty old

[Verse 2:]
Not long til' your a senior citizen
And you can strut around with that sexy tank of oxygen
Honey your toupee is fallin' to your left side
Get up and go bro!
Oh wait your fossilized HA!

Then you offered me a martini
Walk away with your hips with in sinking
Then you say, Honey wanna come with me
I'm about to barf seriously

[Chorus:]
D-I-N-O-S-A-U-R
You are a dinosaur
D-I-N-O-S-A-U-R
You are a dinosaur
O-L-D M-A-N
Your just an old man
Hitting on me what?
You need a cat scan

Hey dinosaur
Baby, you're prehistoric
Hey dinosaur
That's what you are HA!
Hey carnivore
You want my meat, I know it
Hey dinosaur
That's what you are HA!

Hey dinosaur baby,
You're prehistoric
Hey dinosaur
That's what you are HA!
Hey carnivore
You want my meat, I know it
Hey dinosaur
That's what you are HA!

D-I-N-O-S-A
You are a dinosaur
D-I-N-O-S-A
That's what you are HA!
D-I-N-O-S-A
You are a dinosaur
D-I-N-O-S-A
That's what you are HA!
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Writer: SHELLBACK, KESHA SEBERT, MAX MARTIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Dancing With Tears In My Eyes

Here We go
Welcome to my Funeral
Without you
I don't even have a pulse
All alone it's dark and cold
With every move I die

Here I go this is my confessional
A lost cause nobody can save my soul
I am so delusional
With every move I die

I have destroyed our love it's gone
Payback is sick it's all my fault

I'm dancing with tears in my eyes
Just fighting to get through the night
I'm losing it (losing it) [x3]
With every move I die
I'm faded I'm broken inside
I've wasted the love of my life
I'm Losing it (losing it) [x3]
With every move I die

When did I become such a hypocrite
Double life, lies that you caught me in
Trust me I'm paying for it
With every move I die
On the floor I'm just a zombie
Who I am is not who I wanna be
I'm such a tragedy
With every move I die

I have destroyed our love it's gone
Payback is sick it's all my fault

I'm dancing with tears in my eyes
Just fighting to get through the night
I'm losing it (losing it) [x3]
With every move I die
I'm faded I'm broken inside
I've wasted the love of my life
I'm Losing it (losing it) [x3]
With every move I die

This is it
And now you're really gone
This time
Never once thought
I'd be in pieces left behind

I'm dancing with tears in my eyes
Just fighting to get through the night
I'm losing it (losing it) [x3]
With every move I die
I'm faded I'm broken inside
I've wasted the love of my life
I'm Losing it (losing it) [x3]
With every move I die
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Writer: CLAUDE KELLY, LUKASZ GOTTWALD, KESHA ROSE SEBERT, BENJAMIN LEVIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing




Boots & Boys

(Boots, boys)
I think it's time that I mention
I've got myself an obsession For the smell, for the touch ?

I know I got myself a habit but I've got to have it now
I don't care where work it out
(Let me break it down)
I try it on, I take it off
So what you got?
Something 'bout boots and boys (boots and boys)
They bring me so much joy (bring me joy)
(I gotta say it) I wear 'em both so pretty as I walk in the city

(Watch out) boots and boys
(Give me boots and boys)
Boots and boys
(Give me boots and boys)
Oh

I'm keeping quite the collection
Take nothing less than perfection
Cowboy boots, cowboy boys
Mmm, oh the joy

My men drop beats like a bomb
Excuse me, now, huh?
Wind me up, spin me 'round
Oh, look at what I've found (oh)

Boots and boys (boots and boys)
They bring me so much joy (bring me joy)
(I gotta say it) I wear 'em both so pretty as I walk in the city
(Watch out) boots and boys
(Give me boots and boys)

Crazy for you, crazy for you (give me boots and boys)
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you (give me boots and boys)
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you (give me boots and boys)
Oh

(Hey) watcha lookin' at?
(Hey) something you can't have
(Yeah) they've got me lookin' rad
Ya feelin' that?

Boots and boys (boots and boys)
They bring me so much joy (bring me joy)
(I gotta say it) I wear 'em both so pretty as I walk in the city
(Watch out) boots and boys

Something 'bout boots and boys (boots and boys)
They bring me so much joy (bring me joy)
I gotta say I wear 'em both so pretty as I walk in the city
Watch out, boots and boys (give me boots and boys)

Crazy for you, crazy for you (give me boots and boys)
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you (give me boots and boys)
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you (give me boots and boys)
Oh
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Writer: Kesha Sebert, Miriam Nervo, Olivia Nervo, Tom Neville
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Animal

[Verse 1:]
I am in love,
With what we are,
Not what we should be.
And I am,
I am starstruck.
With every part,
Of this whole story.
So if it's just tonight,
The animal inside,
Let it live and die.
Like it's the end of time,
Like everything inside,
Let it live and die.

[Chorus:]
This is our last chance,
Give me, your hands.
'Cause our world is spinning at the speed of light.
The night is fading, heart is racing.
Now, just come and love me like we're gonna die.

Oh

[Verse 2:]
I'm not asleep, I'm up for the fight.
Into the magic.
And I don't, want the concrete.
I am alive.
Comes with the tragic.
So if it's just tonight,
The animal inside,
Let it live and die.

[Chorus]

Oh [x13]
Da da da da da da.
Oh [x10]

[Chorus]

Oh [x13]
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Writer: GREG KURSTIN, KESHA SEBERT, LUKASZ GOTTWALD, PEBE SEBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




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Animal is the debut studio album by American singer and songwriter Kesha. The album was released on January 5, 2010, by RCA Records. Kesha worked on the album with a variety of record producers and songwriters such as Lukasz "Dr. Luke" Gottwald, Benny Blanco, David Gamson, Greg Kurstin, Max Martin and others. Kesha had been recording demos for several years when one eventually ended up in the hands of Samantha Cox, senior director of writer/publisher relations at BMI. Cox passed along the demo and it ended up in the hands of Gottwald, who decided to have Kesha perform on the song "Right Round" with American rapper Flo Rida. Within two months, the song became a hit in multiple countries around the world. The event led to Kesha being sought after by many major labels, and she eventually signed a multi-album deal with RCA Records.

Musically, Animal draws from the electropop genre, while incorporating elements of dance-pop in its production and beats. Lyrically, the majority of the album's songs are based on Kesha's past life experiences of love, heartbreak, boys, and having a good time. The album received mixed reviews from music critics. Some appreciated its fun, carefree nature, while others dismissed it as juvenile and said that it seemed insincere. The album attained chart success, debuting at number one on the Canadian Albums Chart, the Billboard 200 in the United States and the IFPI Greece Albums Chart, while charting within the top ten in seven other countries. In December 2018, Animal was certified 3× Platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) for sales of over 3 million copies in the United States and has since sold over 8 million equivalent units worldwide as of 2017.

Four singles were released from the album. Its lead single, "Tik Tok", was released on August 7, 2009, and was a worldwide hit, reaching number one in eleven countries. It reached number one on the Billboard Hot 100 in the US and stayed at the top for nine consecutive weeks. The song sold 12.8 million digital copies worldwide in 2010, making it the best-selling single of the year; whereas 6.8 million of those downloads were sold in the United States alone, making it at the time the sixth best-selling song in digital history. It has since sold over 18 million copies worldwide as of August 2019, making it one of the best-selling digital singles worldwide of all time. The album's second, third and fourth singles ("Blah Blah Blah", "Your Love Is My Drug" and "Take It Off") all achieved similar success, reaching the top ten in multiple countries, including Australia, Canada and the United States.

The album's commercial success led to its nomination for the Juno Award for Best International Album at the Juno Awards of 2011.
Genre(s): Electropop, dance-pop
Producer(s): Ammo, Benny Blanco, David Gamson, Greg Kurstin, Dr. Luke, Max Martin, Tom Neville, Shellback
Length: 46:18

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