Boy, I know that you want some of all this
But I’m out with my girls and you can’t touch lightning
So we dance and we dance like you’re just not there
Only been over here ’bout a minute
But you already sound like a dick, stop tryin’
So we dance and we dance like you’re just not there

Cause ew!
What’s wrong with you?
No, the problem is not my attitude
But you’re, ew! just not my type
And the next time I won’t be so polite

Like ’cause
Hey, this could be great, this could be cray
This could be the mother f*cking party of the year
Trying too hard, trying to be hot
Trying to keep on talking to us when we don’t care
Keep it all in your pants boy

So you can tell all your friends playing cupid
That it ain’t gonna work ’cause they just look foolish
Back it up, back it up, yeah hello goodbye
Get a hold of yourself before you lose it
Baby laugh all you like but I just might do it
Back it up, back it up, cause you’re killin’ vibes

Uh huh, yeah, let’s go!

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

uh, Thanks, but no thanks!

(You ain’t got a chance boy)