Letra da Música Blah Blah Blah Kesha

Aahhh Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah
Coming out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Just zip your lips like a padlock
And meet me at the back with the jack at the jukebox
I don't really care where you live at
Just turn around boy and let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dick's atMusic's up
Listen hot stuff
I'm in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enoughStop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blahBoy come on get my rocks off
Come put a little love in my glove box
I wanna dance with no pants on (Holla!)
Meet me in the back with the jack at the jukebox
So cut to the chase kid
'Cause I know you don't care what my middle name is
I wanna be naked
And your wastedMusic's up
Listen hot stuff
I'm in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enoughStop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blahYou be there laying
You always saying some shit
You say I'm playing
I'm never laying the dick
I'm saying blah blah blah
'Cause I don't care who you are
In this bar
It only matters who I amStop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah

Composição: Benjamin Levin / Kesha Sebert / Neon Hitch / Sean Foreman.