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Lady Gaga
I stand here wai-iting
For you to bang the gong
To crash the critic sa-ying
"Is it right or is it wrong?"
If only fame had an IV baby could I bear!
Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here
[Refrain]
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
(I’ll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(I’ll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
I’ve overheard your theory
’Nostalgia’s for geeks!’
I guess Sir, if you say so
Some of us just like to read
One second I’m a Koons*
Then, suddenly, the Koons is me
Pop culture was in art, now
Art’s in pop culture, in me.
[Refrain]
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
(I’ll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(I’ll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
(Ohouh) Touch, touch (x2)
Ooh ooh ooh ooh (x4)
[Refrain]
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
(I’ll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(And turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
(Make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
*Elle fait référence à l’artiste américain Jeff Koons.
For you to bang the gong
To crash the critic sa-ying
"Is it right or is it wrong?"
If only fame had an IV baby could I bear!
Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here
[Refrain]
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
(I’ll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(I’ll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
I’ve overheard your theory
’Nostalgia’s for geeks!’
I guess Sir, if you say so
Some of us just like to read
One second I’m a Koons*
Then, suddenly, the Koons is me
Pop culture was in art, now
Art’s in pop culture, in me.
[Refrain]
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
(I’ll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(I’ll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
(Ohouh) Touch, touch (x2)
Ooh ooh ooh ooh (x4)
[Refrain]
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
(I’ll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(And turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
(Make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch.
*Elle fait référence à l’artiste américain Jeff Koons.
