โหลดเพลง mp3 Hooked On Polkas - Weird Al Yankovic

Hooked On Polkas - Weird Al Yankovic
You're takin' to me good,
Just like you know you should.
You get me on my knees,
Please, baby, please.
She looks so great, everytime I see her face.
She put me in a state (oh) state of shock.
Top coat. Top hat.
I don't worry, 'cause my wallet's fat.
Black shades. White glove.
Lookin' sharp. Lookin' for love.
They come a-runnin' just as fast as they can,
'Cause every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp-dressed man, hey!

Oh, what's love, got to do, got to do with it?
What's love but a second-hand emotion?
What's love got to do, got to do with it?
Who needs a heart, when a heart can be broken?
M-E-T-H-O-D-O-F-L-O-V-E,
It's the method of modern love.
Owner of a lonely heart.
Owner of a lonely heart,
Much better than the
Owner of a broken heart.
Owner of a lonely heart.

We're not gonna take it. No!
We ain't gonna take it.
We're not gonna take it, any more.
(German lyrics)

'Footloose'
Hello, gotta cut loose.
Footloose.
Kick off my Sunday shoes.
Please! Louise!
Blow me offa my knees.
Jack! Get back!
Come on before we crack!
Loose! You're loose!
Everybody cut footloose!
So why don't you use it.
Try not to bruise it.
Fine time to lose it.
Bang your head.
Mental health'll drive ya mad.
Bang your head.
Mental health'll drive ya mad.
Relax, don't do it.
When you wanna go to it.
Relax, don't do it.
When you wanna come.
Relax, don't do it.
When you wanna sock it to it.
Relax, don't do it.
When you wanna come.
When you wanna come.
When you wanna come.