heard a story years agoFrom my grandmama, rest her

I know that's it's late, I know that I'm

Kesha & Big oh, oh, ohLet's 1: Kesha

I want my ass...Shit, one more must

we go, welcome to my funeralWithout you, I don't

I need some rehabOr maybe just need some sleepI

am in love with what we areNot what we

2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 81, 2, 3, 4,

butterscotch, butterscotchMy butterscotch, rocks, lemon drops, rollin' in

can go to hell, girlYou better watch yourselfYou can go

da da da daLa da da da da da da,

the Champs-ÉlyséesI just wanna get, get, get in, with,

It is very dancey. It's probably like the danciest, most electro

Let's go back to my houseIt's a mess but the sheet

boy crazy, I'm boy crazyI'm boy crazy, I'm boy cra-

you leanin' against that old record machineSaw the name

always saying to act my age andI just

could ride a unicorn to schoolAnd if you fall

Ryan: There's something about this track. There's something about this artist.

kitten got your tongue tied in knots, I seeSpit