Lirieke: Kesha. I Am The Dance Commander + I Command You To Dance:The Remix Album. Blah Blah Blah.

Oh Blah-di-blah blah, blah-di blah blah blah
Comin' out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Zip your lips like a padlock (yeah)
And meet me in the back with a jack at the jukebox
I don't really care where you live at (no!)
Just turn around, boy, let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch with your chit-chat
Just show me where your dick's at

Mu-mu-mu-music's up
Listen, hot stuff, I'm in love with this song
So just shush
Baby, shut up, heard enough

Stop ta-ta-ta-talkin' that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)

Boy, come on, get your rocks off
Come put a little love in my glovebox
Wanna dance with no pants on (holla!)
Meet me in the back with the jack at the jukebox
Just 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

Mu-mu-mu-music's up
Listen, hot stuff, I'm in love with this song
So just shush
Baby, shut up, heard enough

Stop ta-ta-ta-talkin' that
Blah blah blah

Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)

3OH!3:
You be delaying, you always sayin' some shit
You say I'm playing, I'm never layin' the bitch
Saying blah, blah, blah
'Cause I don't care who you are
In this bar, it only matters who I is

Stop ta-ta-ta-talkin' that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)

Blah blah blah
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)

Oh
Blah blah blah
Stop talking!
Stop ta-ta-ta-talkin' that