paroles de chanson Blah Blah Blah - 3OH!3 , Kesha

Badda-da-dah, badda-da-bah-bah
Coming out'cha mouth with'cha blah, blah, blah
Zip your lip like a padlock
And meet me in the back with the Jack at the jukebox
I don't really care where you live at
Just turn around boy, let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dick is at
Music's up
Listen hot stuff, I'm in love with this song
So just hush
Baby, shut up
Heard enough
Stop ta-ta-talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this?
Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Boy, c'mon and get my rocks off
Come put a little love in my glove box
Wanna dance, with no pants on?
Meet me in the back with the Jack at the jukebox
So cut to the chase kid, 'cause I know you don't care what my middle name is
I wanna be naked and you're wasted
Music's up
Listen hot stuff, I'm in love with this song
So just hush
Baby, shut up
Heard enough
Stop ta-ta-talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this?
Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
You be delaying, you always saying some shit
You say I'm playin', I'm never layin' the dick
Saying, "Blah, blah, blah."
'Cause I don't care who you are in this bar
It only matters who I is
Stop ta-ta-talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this?
Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this?
Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Oh
Blah blah blah
Stop talking
Stop ta-ta-talking that