
Guilty Pleasure - Cobra Starship
Featuring Patrick Stump
Viva La Cobra!
And I came here to make you dance tonight,
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you.
And I don't even know.
What kinda fool you're taking me for?
So you've got some brand new clothes,
You never could afford before.
Oh, brother spare us all.
We don't care anymore.
We just wanna get down on the floor.
You sell yourself to make it.
You can dish it, but can you really take it?
You're never gonna get it with nothing.
Cause nothing's what you got in your head.
So stop pretending.
[Chorus]
I came here to make you dance tonight.
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you.
Shut up! cause we won't stop!
And we're getting melted, the sun's coming up.
(x2)
And I don't even read,
What the papers gotta say about me.
Oh, no I can't believe.
They take it so serious, seriously.
I'm so bored, oh, please don't talk anymore.
Shut your mouth and get down on the floor.
So cynical,
Poor baby I can dish it cause I know how to take it.
You're never gonna win em all.
So fuck 'em if they can't take a joke,
I'm just playing.
[Chorus]
(x2)
And maybe someday I'll believe,
(Maybe someday I'll believe.)
That we are all apart of some bigger plan.
Tonight I just don't give a damn,
(So shut your mouth it's time to dance.)
If the world is ending,
I'm throwing the party!
[Chorus]
(x3)
Featuring Patrick Stump
Viva La Cobra!
And I came here to make you dance tonight,
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you.
And I don't even know.
What kinda fool you're taking me for?
So you've got some brand new clothes,
You never could afford before.
Oh, brother spare us all.
We don't care anymore.
We just wanna get down on the floor.
You sell yourself to make it.
You can dish it, but can you really take it?
You're never gonna get it with nothing.
Cause nothing's what you got in your head.
So stop pretending.
[Chorus]
I came here to make you dance tonight.
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you.
Shut up! cause we won't stop!
And we're getting melted, the sun's coming up.
(x2)
And I don't even read,
What the papers gotta say about me.
Oh, no I can't believe.
They take it so serious, seriously.
I'm so bored, oh, please don't talk anymore.
Shut your mouth and get down on the floor.
So cynical,
Poor baby I can dish it cause I know how to take it.
You're never gonna win em all.
So fuck 'em if they can't take a joke,
I'm just playing.
[Chorus]
(x2)
And maybe someday I'll believe,
(Maybe someday I'll believe.)
That we are all apart of some bigger plan.
Tonight I just don't give a damn,
(So shut your mouth it's time to dance.)
If the world is ending,
I'm throwing the party!
[Chorus]
(x3)
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