Текст песни Hey Ya! - Sara Niemietz , Scott Bradlee & Postmodern Jukebox

My baby don't mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know for sure
But does she really wanna
But can't stand to see me
Walk out that door
Don't try to fight the feelin'
'Cause the thought alone is killing me right now
Thank god for mom and dad
For sticking two together
'Cause we don't know how...
Hey... ya
Hey ya
Hey... ya
Hey ya.
You think you've got it
Oh, you think you've got it
But got it just don't get it
'Til there's nothing at all
We get together Oh, we get together
But separate's always better when there's feelings involved
Now what they say is "Nothing is forever"
Then what makes, what makes, what makes love the exception
So why you, why you
Why you, why you, why you are we so in denial
When we know we're not happy here...
Hey... ya.
Hey ya.
Hey... ya.
Hey ya.
Now fellas yeah!
Now what's cooler than bein' cool?(ICE COLD!)
I can't hear ya'I say what's, what's cooler than bein' cool?(ICE COLD!)
Whooo... Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright,
OK now ladies (yeah!)
Now I wanna see y'all on your baddest behavior
Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor
Shake it, shake, shake it,
Shake it, shake, shake it
Shake it like a Polaroid Picture
Shake it, shake, shake it
Shake it, shake, shake it
Shake it like a Polaroid Picture
Hey... ya
Hey ya.
Hey... ya
Hey ya.
Hey... ya
Hey ya.