Voodoo?

I'm not being cranky

I just hate this party

Think I might as well, spend a night in hell

Reading torture magazine

Than pretending I'm one of you

They move wild and carefree

As hip as hip can be

I think I should split, but wait a minute

I feel something in my knees

Is it music or new voodoo?

Can I resist this?

Am I off my head? What's shaking my hips?

Can I resist this?

It's the kind of beat I just can't dismiss

It's too early for me

I can't set myself free

Can we sit aside, I'm not qualified

I'm the worst you've ever seen

I'm as groovy as a bamboo

Air crawling in air sea

I feel all eyes on me

They have so much grace and I'm out of place

Why am I feeling like a queen?

Is it music or new voodoo?

Can I resist this?

Am I off my head? What's shaking my hips?

Can I resist this?

It's the kind of beat I just can't dismiss