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Bouncer: All right everybody, I need one line, one line I need eight dollars and a picture ID or else you're not getting in Girl: Excuse me excuse me, let me through please I'm with the DJ' I'm with the DJ, ok? Bouncer: Heh, sure you know the DJ, sure you do Everybodys on the guest list Girl: Excuse me Excuse me (excuse me, excuse me excuse me) Excuse me excuse me Mr. Bouncer My babys spinnin, it's a packed dance floor My heart is pumpin cryin out for more The beat is heavy, any boy could be mine So move on over, I'm the DJ's girl Girl: Excuse me, let me through please Bouncer: Eight bucks honey! Girl: What? Eight dollars? No way. I'm on the guest list I'm with the DJ? Look, I dont have time to stand out here and talk about your little problems Like, why do you think I have these records? Do you think I dress like this for fun? Excuse me, like were you not listening to me, or what? This is way out of hand, like I'm so sure What do you mean? Check the guest list again, Mr. Bouncer-head muscle-man I'm with the DJ Bouncer: No, I dont think so baby -- I'm the man You're not getting in Girl: Hey stupid steroid-face! Eight dollars? I'm not gonna pay your dumb little cover charge I'm with the DJ I'm with the DJ I'm with the DJ, ok? My babys spinnin, it's a packed dance floor My heart is pumpin cryin out for more The beat is heavy, any boy could be mine So come on over, I'm the DJ's girl Oo-oo-oo, I'm the DJ's girl Oo-oo-oo, I'm the DJ's girl Bouncer: All right everybody, one solid line I need eight dollars and a picture ID or else you're not getting in Girl: Excuse me excuse me Mr. Bouncer Bouncer: Heh, why dont you go home you little groupie you're wastin my time Girl: Excuse me excuse me Mr. Bouncer Bouncer: I need eight bucks and a picture ID Girl: Look, if you value your stupid little job You better get outta my way Cuz I'm with the DJ what? Oh my God, I'm so sure Like in a million years You are so dead Like, why do you think I have these records? Do you think I dress like this for fun? Excuse me, like were you not listening to me, or what? This is way out of hand, like I'm so sure What do you mean? Check the guest list again, Mr. Bouncer-head muscle-man I'm with the DJ I'm with the DJ, ok? My babys spinnin, it's a packed dance floor My heart is pumpin cryin out for more The beat is heavy, any boy could be mine So come on over, I'm the DJ's girl My babys spinnin, it's a packed dance floor My heart is pumpin cryin out for more The beat is heavy, any boy could be mine So move on over I'm the DJ's girl So move on over, I'm the DJ's girl |
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