A Very Gaga Thanksgiving - Cooking with Chef Art Smith

A red one
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GaGa

Just dance. Gunna be okay.
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just dance. Spin that record babe.
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just dance. Gunna be okay.
Duh-duh-duh-duh
Dance. Dance. Dance. Ju-just dance.

Boys boys boys
We like boys in cars
Boys boys boys
Buy us drinks in bars
Boys boys boys
With Hairspray and denim
Boys boys boys
We l’amour them!

I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Plays
Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me (I l’amour it)
Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot,...

want to, I think I l’amour you
you got ripped jeans, I'm only 19
what do toi wanna do
you got your cigarette
I got my headset
we're two of a kind, you're spades and I'm diamonds
and toi know that too

yeah, toi can see clearly that I am the one toi want
but I must admit that I'm everything you're not

yeah I am red, toi are blue
I'm old school and you're so new
but I guess I could forgive toi tonight
when you're cold, I like to burn
I cut lines, toi wait your turn
but I guess I could forgive toi tonight
tonight, tonight, tonight

don't shoot, my cœur, coeur is on mute
our physical dreams are only skin deep
how do toi wanna...

see the lonely girl out on the weekend
tryin' to make it pay
she can't relay to joy, oh she tries to speak in
can't begin to say
the boy fooled me again, oh oh he loves me all up
but Im so down today
see the lonely girl in hollywood on the weekend
try to make it pay

it's been a hot day, hotter nights
the rockstars girlfriend, she Lost a fight
well its alright baby, I'm nobody's mother
but I dont want this last cigerette to be over

you fooled me again, fooled me again
with your honest honest honest eyes
again fooled me again with your dirty mouth
full of honest lies, uh oh
again, oh when toi fooled...