“Weird Al” Yankovic - Polkarama!

Let's get it started! (Ha!) Let's get it started! (In here!) Let's get it started! (Ha!) Let's get it started! (In here!) Let's get it started! (Ha!) Let's get it started! (In here!) And the bass keeps runnin', runnin' And runnin', runnin' And runnin', runnin', And runnin', runnin', I say, don't you know You say, you don't know I say... Take me out! I say, you don't show Don't move, time is slow I say... (gunshot) Take me out! Beverly Hills, that's where I wanna be! (Gimme! Gimme!) Living in Beverly Hills Beverly Hills, rollin' like a celebrity (Gimme! Gimme!) Living in Beverly Hills And birds go flying at the speed of sound To show you how it all began Birds came flying from the underground If you could see it, then you'd understand And we'll all float on, okay And we'll all float on All right already, we'll all float on Now don't you worry, we'll all float on All right! Feel good! Feel good! Feel good! Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? Don't cha? Don't cha? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me? Don't cha? Don't cha? Don't cha, don't cha, don't cha? Somebody told me You had a boyfriend Who looked like a girlfriend That I had in February of last year It's not confidential Well, I got potential A rushin' and rushin' around Hey! Hey! Hey! I'll take you to the candy shop I'll let you lick a lollipop Go 'head, girl, don't you stop Keep goin' 'til you hit the spot Whoa! (We'll take you to the candy shop) Yeah! (For one taste o' what we got) Uh-huh! (We'll have you spending all you got) Come on! (Keep goin' 'til you hit the spot) Whoa! When the pimp's in the crib, ma Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot When the pimp's gonna get at you Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot Come, Mr. DJ, song pon de replay (Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?) All the gal pon the dance floor, wantin' some more, what (Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?) Hey, mister Please, Mr. DJ Tell me if you hear me Turn the music up! She take my money (She take my money) When I'm in need (When I'm in need) Yes, she's a triflin' friend indeed (friend indeed) Well, she's a gold digger Way over town (way over town) That digs on me Hey! Hey! Now, I ain't sayin' she's a gold digger But she ain't messin' with no broke, broke Now, I ain't sayin' she's a gold digger But she ain't messin' with no broke, broke Get down, girl, go 'head, get down (I gotta leave) Get down, girl, go 'head, get down (I gotta leave) Get down, girl, go 'head, get down (I gotta leave) Get down, girl, go 'head! But I Ain't Sayin' she's a Gold, gold digger Gold, gold digger Gold, gold digger Hey!