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Are You Ready

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 21.06.2012

Put on your coolest dress
And your hottest pair of shoes
Come on lets go, oh

Get in my car
Turn the radio on up high
I said high
At the red light
Boys trying to get the digits
But we sneak by
Cus were heading to the club
Nothing gonna stop us now
Lets go

Are you ready? x3
Lets go
Are you ready?x3
Lets go
Are you ready? YEAH
I'm coming up with all my girls
Were gonna party like theres never a worry cus
Good time rules, so no curfew
Were showing off our moves, the breeze so cool
Let your hair down
Tonight you get to be a superstar
Your living like a superstar

SO were flirting with the dude
at the door till he says were okay
Move the velvet rope
Back off, get out of our way
All the guys got there eyes on us
As were moving up to the floor
Trying to waste some time
But were doing what we came here for

Are you ready? x3
Lets go
Are you ready?x3
Lets go
Are you ready? YEAH
I'm coming up with all my girls
Were gonna party like theres never a worry cus
Good time rules, so no curfew
Were showing off our move, the breeze so cool
Let your hair down
Tonight you get to be a superstar
Your living like a superstar

We get red carpet love
When we come stepping up
The boys keep dropping there jaws
Can never get enough
We make them stop and stare
We see them everywhere
And now you know who we are
Tonight your living like a superstar

Are you ready? x3
Lets go
Are you ready?x3
Lets go
Are you ready? YEAH
I'm coming up with all my girls
Were gonna party like theres never a worry cus
Good time rules, so no curfew
Were showing off our moves, the breeze so cool
Let your hair down
Tonight you get to be a superstar
Your living like a superstar


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