It's three twenty-eight a.m. there's a party goin' on I say, baby I want to boogie till the early dawn Beg the DJ for some anthems, gonna keep her on the floor He said, don't you worry brother, I'll keep her comin' back for more
Flip, baby flip my switch Blow my head off If you're gonna cry, keep your shades on Flip, baby flip my switch Blow my head off If you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
Course it's comin' on five thirty six p.m Thermometer says my temperature's about a hundred and ten I said, baby close the curtains I think I lost my mind She said, you just keep your shades on boy, an everythin'll be fine
Flip, baby flip my switch Blow my head off If you're gonna cry, keep your shades on Flip, baby flip my switch Blow my head off If you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
They say eyes are the windows to the soul I can't help you sweetheart You say if you'll go tonight its to find some truth beneath my high sunglasses Ooh, that ain't no way I cannot do my Sunday school classes 'Cause I went out for each shot and get down to the...
Flip, baby flip my switch Blow my head off If you're gonna cry, keep your shades on Flip, baby flip my switch Blow my head off If you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
Flip, baby flip my switch Blow my head off If you're gonna cry, keep your shades on Flip, baby flip my switch Blow my head off If you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
