Cobra Starship

And I came here to make you dance tonight
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you
And I don't even know
What kinda fool you're taking me for
So you've got some brand new clothes
You never could afford before
Oh brother, spare us all, we don't care anymore
We just wanna get down on the floor
You sell yourself to make it
You can dish it but can you really take it
You're never gonna get it with nothing
'Cause nothing's what you got in your head
So stop pretending
I came here to make you dance tonight
I don't care if I'm a guilty pleasure for you
Shut up 'cause we won't stop
And we're getting down till the sun's coming up
I came here to make you dance tonight
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you
Shut up 'cause we won't stop
And we're getting down till the sun's coming up
And I don't even read
What the papers gotta say about me
Oh no, I can't believe
They take it so serious, seriously
I'm so bored, oh please, don't talk anymore
Shut your mouth and get down on the floor
So cynical
Poor baby, I can dish it 'cause I know how to take it