Fashion Beats
Hey doctor, is something wrong with me?
Am I crazy, do I need a remedy?
Imma club rocker, that's my personality
It's in fashion to be blasting them beats
And I like to go out every night
I like to go out every night
I like to go out every night
I like to go out, ey
Dance, dance to the beats, beats, beats (to the beat)
Dance, dance to the beats, beats, beats (to the beat)
Dance, dance to the beats, beats, beats (to the beat)
Rock, rock to the beats, beats, beats (to the beat)
Get ready for the night
All the people just keep on rockin'
Get ready for the night
All the people just keep on rockin'
In fashion [x4]
Enchant?©e, comment allez vous?
Tr??s bien, merci. Et vous?
Super good, super nice
Salt and pepper
Sugar and spice
Space, sugar case, to the moon let's go!
Coco Chanel, Marilyn Monroe
Catwalk
Fashion show
Runway
Fashion show
Tell me
Radio
G6
Audio
Get ready for the night
All the people just keep on rockin'
Get ready for the night
All the people just keep on rockin'
In fashion [x4]
Hey doctor, ain't nothing wrong with me?
I ain't crazy, I don't need no remedy
Imma club rocker, that's my personality
And it's in fashion to be blasting them beats
And I like to go out every night
I like to go out every night
I like to go out every night
I like to go out
Bonsoir, I'm going at night
Bonsoir, we're going at night
Bonsoir, I'm going at night
Bonsoir, we're going at night
Fashion
Chick
Sexy
Freak
Fashion
Chick
Sexy
Freak
In fashion
In fashion
In fashion
In fashion
To the beat, to the beat, to the beat
Rock rock to the (to the beat)
Dance dance to the (to the beat)
Rock rock to the (to the beat)
Dance dance to the (to the beat)
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