Britney Spears - Rock Boy

Get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up

Papparazzi flashing, you jump on the stage
Sitting in the crowd and I'm watching (I'm watching) baby
Groupies in the back, you're under atack, just screaming your name
But I don't give a damn 'cause I like it, I like it

Turn the spotlight up
Move a little, try to get sore
(You're my dirty rock boy)
Turn the mic way up
Swear a little on the crowd
(You're my dirty rock boy)

Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)
Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)
Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)
Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)

Finishing your encore and sipping champagne
A rockstar (rockstar) you make me so hot
Body burnin' out the fever, don't make me wait
Meet me in your dressing room, I want it (want it, want it, I want!)

Turn the spotlight up
Move a little, try to get sore
(You're my dirty rock boy)
Turn the mic way up
Swear a little on the crowd
(You're my dirty rock boy)

Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)
Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)
Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)
Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)

Second that I saw you, I could feel an atraction
Play me like a guittar and get into action
Second that I saw you, I could feel an atraction
Play me like a guittar and swing, swing, swing, swing

Turn the spotlight up
Move a little, try to get sore
(You're my dirty rock boy)
Turn the mic way up
Swear a little on the crowd
(You're my dirty rock boy)

Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)
Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)
Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)
Get up, get up, get up
(Are you ready to roll my rock boy?)