Guilty Pleasure by Cobra Starship (ded for Sami ..... Viva la Cobra)

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 kind of fool your taking me for,
So you 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.

(Oh oh oh)
Your never gonna get her with nothing,
Cos nothings what you got in your head,
(Oh oh)
So stop pretending.

I came here to make you dance tonight,
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you,
Shut up cos we won't stop,
And were getting down till the sun's coming up.
(x2)

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,
Cos I know how to take it.

(Oh oh oh)
Your never gonna win 'em all,
So fuck 'em if they can't take a joke,
I'm just playin'.

I came here to make you dance tonight,
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you,
Shut up cos we won't stop,
And were getting down till the sun's coming up.
(x2)

And maybe someday I'll believe,
(Maybe someday I'll Believe)
That we are all a part of some bigger plan,
Tonight I just don't give a damn,
(So shut your mouth its time to dance)
If the world is ending,
I'm throwing the party.

I came here to make you dance tonight,
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you,
Shut up cos we won't stop,
And were getting down till the sun's coming up