Lyrics: Ke$ha. Blah Blah Blah.

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Ke$ha:
Blah-di-blah blah, blah-di blah blah blah
Comin' out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Zip your lips like a padlock (yeah)
And meet me in the back with a jack and a jukebox
I don't really care where you live at (no!)
Just turn around, boy, let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch with your chit-chat
Just show me where your dick's at

Mu-mu-mu-music's up
Listen, hot stuff, I'm in love with this song
So just shush
Baby, shut up, I've heard enough

St-sto-stop talkin' that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)

Boy, come on, get your rocks off
Come put a little love in my glovebox
Wanna dance without my pants on (holla!)
Meet me in the back with the jack and the jukebox
Just cut to the chase, kid,
'Cause I know you don't care what my middle name is
I wanna be naked, and you're wasted

Mu-mu-mu-music's up
Listen, hot stuff, I'm in love with this song
So just shush
Baby, shut up, I've heard enough

St-sto-stop talkin' that

Blah blah blah
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)

3OH!3:
You be delaying, you always sayin' some shit
You say I'm playing, I never layin' the bitch
Saying blah, blah, blah
'Cause I don't care who you are
In this bar, it only matters who I is

St-sto-sto-stop talkin' that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)

Blah blah blah
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)

Oh
Blah blah blah
Stop talking!
St-sto-sto-stop talkin' that