Cher Lloyd "M.F.P.O.T.Y." lyrics

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M.F.P.O.T.Y.

Boy, I know that you want some of all thisBut I'm out with my girls and you can't touch lightningSo we dance, so we dance like you're just not thereOnly been over here 'bout a minuteBut you already sound like a dick, stop tryin'So we dance, so we dance like you're just not there

'Cause Ew! What's wrong with you?No, the problem is not my attitudeBut you're, ew, just not my typeAnd the next time I won't be so polite

'CauseHey, this could be great, this could be greatThis could be the mother fucking party of the yearTrying too hard, trying to be hotTrying to keep on talking to us but we don't careKeep it all in your pants boyKeep it all in your pants boy (this could be the mother fucking party of the year)

So you can tell all your friends playing cupidThat it ain't gonna work 'cause you just look foolishBack it up, back it up, yeah hello goodbyeGet a hold of yourself before I lose itBaby laugh all you like, but I just might do itBack it up, back it up, cause you're killin' vibes

'Cause ew! what's wrong with you?No, the problem is not my attitudeBut you're, ew, just not my typeAnd the next time I won't be so polite

'CauseHey, this could be great, this could be greatThis could be the mother fucking party of the yearTrying too hard, trying to be hotTrying to keep talking to us but we don't careKeep it all in your pants boyKeep it all in your pants boy (this could be the mother fucking party of the year)

Yeah, uh huh, yeah, let's go!

Hey boy, this should be the partThis should be the part where you eat your words likeHey boy, this should be the partThis should be the part where I kick ya to the curb likeHey boy, this should be the partThis should be the part where you eat your words likeHey boy, this should be the partThis should be the part where I kick ya to the curb like

Thanks, but no thanks!

Hey, this could be great, this could be greatThis could be the mother fucking party of the yearTrying too hard, trying to be hotTrying to keep talking to us but we don't careKeep it all in your pants boyKeep it all in your pants boy (this could be the mother fucking party of the year)

Hey, this could be great, this could be greatThis could be the mother fucking party of the yearTrying too hard, trying to be hotTrying to keep talking to us but we don't careKeep it all in your pants boyKeep it all in your pants boy (this could be the mother fucking party of the year)

Keep it all in your pants boyYou ain't got a chance boy

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