1. Fifth Harmony - Sauced Up
2. Dionne Warwick - That's What Friends Are For
3. Inner Circle - Sweat (a la la la la long)
Lady Gaga - Future love
Dalszöveg
Can't help myself,
I'm in love,
And when I get back from outer space
I'm gonna punch him in his face.
He's the one
He's badly boy
Got me twisted, uh.
If he's the moon
Then I'm eclipsed
I'm so lunar, yeah
When I get to him
I'll run him over with my rocket ship.
My eyeliner runs in constellations
For you dear
If only I could reboot my mechanical heart
I'd think clear
Baby I'm feeling so out of this world,
Baby with you I'm a different girl
Oh, oh, oh you're my future love.
Baby could we make a hole in the stars
Baby somewhere in a galaxy far
Oh, oh, oh you're my future love
Oh oh oh oh, I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love
I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love,
Would you be my fu-fu-fu-fu future love
I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love
Would you be my fu-fu-fu future man
I wanna fu- fuck you as hard as I can
Would you put me in your fu- future plans
I want a fu-fu-fu-fu future man.
Oh.
I've been working and engineering
All our chemistries and our situations
Working out our sex equations,
And I know I'm no Nostradamus, yeah
When my hair is blond but my heart's brunette
If I'm not on him then at least, I'm honest
My mascara runs in constellations
For you dear, my dear
If only I could space my brain
For a minute
I'd think clear.
Baby I'm feeling so out of this world,
Baby with your I'm a different girl
Oh, oh, oh you're my future love.
Baby could we make a hole in the stars
Baby somewhere in a galaxy far
Oh, oh, oh you're my future love
Oh, I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love
I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love,
I want your fu-fu-future love fu-future love
I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love
Would you be my fu-fu-fu future man
I wanna fu- fuck you as hard as I can
Would you put me in your fu- future plans
I want a fu-fu-fu future man
Fuel me up and take me in
To a place we've never been
He is so unreal
He's a mannequin
A synthetic, plastic, rubber man
I'll buy a flying car, on a shooting star
To get to you my future love ah ah
He's my rubber hunk, my mechanic guy
And I'm stuck in his metal rubber ey-ey-ey-eyes!
Rubber ey-ey-ey-eyes!
My future guy.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh,
oh.
I'm in love,
And when I get back from outer space
I'm gonna punch him in his face.
He's the one
He's badly boy
Got me twisted, uh.
If he's the moon
Then I'm eclipsed
I'm so lunar, yeah
When I get to him
I'll run him over with my rocket ship.
My eyeliner runs in constellations
For you dear
If only I could reboot my mechanical heart
I'd think clear
Baby I'm feeling so out of this world,
Baby with you I'm a different girl
Oh, oh, oh you're my future love.
Baby could we make a hole in the stars
Baby somewhere in a galaxy far
Oh, oh, oh you're my future love
Oh oh oh oh, I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love
I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love,
Would you be my fu-fu-fu-fu future love
I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love
Would you be my fu-fu-fu future man
I wanna fu- fuck you as hard as I can
Would you put me in your fu- future plans
I want a fu-fu-fu-fu future man.
Oh.
I've been working and engineering
All our chemistries and our situations
Working out our sex equations,
And I know I'm no Nostradamus, yeah
When my hair is blond but my heart's brunette
If I'm not on him then at least, I'm honest
My mascara runs in constellations
For you dear, my dear
If only I could space my brain
For a minute
I'd think clear.
Baby I'm feeling so out of this world,
Baby with your I'm a different girl
Oh, oh, oh you're my future love.
Baby could we make a hole in the stars
Baby somewhere in a galaxy far
Oh, oh, oh you're my future love
Oh, I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love
I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love,
I want your fu-fu-future love fu-future love
I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love
Would you be my fu-fu-fu future man
I wanna fu- fuck you as hard as I can
Would you put me in your fu- future plans
I want a fu-fu-fu future man
Fuel me up and take me in
To a place we've never been
He is so unreal
He's a mannequin
A synthetic, plastic, rubber man
I'll buy a flying car, on a shooting star
To get to you my future love ah ah
He's my rubber hunk, my mechanic guy
And I'm stuck in his metal rubber ey-ey-ey-eyes!
Rubber ey-ey-ey-eyes!
My future guy.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh,
oh.
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