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1. Born This Way

It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M 
Just put your paws up 
'Cause you were born this way, baby 

My mama told me when I was young 
We are all born superstars 
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on 
In the glass of her boudoir 

"There's nothin' wrong with lovin' who you are" 
She said, "'Cause He made you perfect, babe" 
"So hold your head up, girl and you you'll go far, 
Listen to me when I say" 

I'm beautiful in my way, 
'Cause God makes no mistakes 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way 

Don't hide yourself in regret, 
Just love yourself and you're set 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way 

Ooo, there ain't no other way 
Baby, I was born this way 
Baby, I was born this way 
Ooo, there ain't other way 
Baby, I was born- 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way 

Don't be a drag, just be a queen 
Don't be a drag, just be a queen 
Don't be a drag, just be a queen 
Don't be! 

Give yourself prudence and love your friends 
Subway kid, rejoice your truth 
In the religion of the insecure 
I must be myself, respect my youth 

A different lover is not a sin 
Believe capital H-I-M (hey, hey, hey) 
I love my life, I love this record and 
Mi amore vole fe yah (Love needs faith) 

I'm beautiful in my way, 
'Cause God makes no mistakes 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way 

Don't hide yourself in regret, 
Just love yourself and you're set 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way 

Ooo, there ain't no other way 
Baby, I was born this way 

Baby, I was born this way 
Ooo, there ain't other way 
Baby, I was born- 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way 

Don't be a drag, just be a queen 
Don't be a drag, just be a queen 
Don't be a drag, just be a queen 
Don't be! 

Don't be drag, just be a queen 
Whether you're broke or evergreen 
You're black, white, beige, chola descent 
You're lebanese, you're orient 
Whether life's disabilities 
Left you outcast, bullied or teased 
Rejoice and love yourself today 
'Cause baby, you were born this way 

No matter gay, straight or bi 
Lesbian, transgendered life 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born to survive 
No matter black, white or beige 
Chola or orient made 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born to be brave 

I'm beautiful in my way 
'Cause God makes no mistakes 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way 

Don't hide yourself in regret, 
Just love yourself and you're set 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way 

Ooo, there ain't no other way 
Baby, I was born this way 
Baby, I was born this way 
Ooo, there ain't other way 
Baby, I was born- 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way 

I was born this way, hey! 
I was born this wayy, hey! 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way, hey! 

I was born this way, hey! 
I was born this way, hey! 
I'm on the right track, baby 
I was born this way, hey!

1. Born This Way

12.10.14

19.10.14

Hello hello baby you called 
I can’t hear a thing 
I have got no service 
In the club, you say? say? 
Wha-wha-what did you say huh? 
You’re breakin’ up on me 
Sorry I cannot hear you 
I’m kinda busy 
K-kinda busy 
K-kinda busy 
Sorry I cannot hear you I’m kinda busy 

Just a second 
It’s my favorite song they’re gonna play 
And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh? 
You shoulda made some plans with me 
You knew that I was free 
And now you won’t stop calling me 
I’m kinda busy 

(Chorus) 
Stop callin’ 
Stop callin’ 
I don’t wanna think anymore 
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor 
Stop callin’ 
Stop callin’ 
I don’t wanna talk anymore 
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor 

E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e 
Stop telephonin’ 
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e 
I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e 
Stop telephonin’ 
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e 
Can call all you want but there’s no one home 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone 

‘Cuz I’m out in the club 
And I’m sippin that bubb 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone 

Can call all you want but there’s no one home 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone 

‘Cuz I’m out in the club 
And I’m sippin that bubb 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone 

(Beyonce) 
Boy why you blown up my phone 
Won’t make me leave no faster 
Put my coat on faster 
Leave my girls no faster 
I shoulda left my phone at home 
‘Cuz this is a disaster 
Calling like a collector 
Sorry, I can’t answer 

(Lady GaGa) 
Not that I don’t like you 
I’m just at a party 
And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing 
(Beyonce) 
Sometimes I feel like I live in grand central station 
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls 
‘Cuz I’ll be dancin’ 

(Chorus) 
Stop callin’ 
Stop callin’ 
I don’t wanna think anymore 
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor 
Stop callin’ 
Stop callin’ 

Stop callin’ 
Stop callin’ 
I don’t wanna think anymore 
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor 
Stop callin’ 
Stop callin’ 
I don’t wanna talk anymore 
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor 

E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e 
Stop telephonin’ 
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e 
I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e 
Stop telephonin’ 
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e 
Can call all you want but there’s no one home 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone 

‘Cuz I’m out in the club 
And I’m sippin that bubb 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone 

Can call all you want but there’s no one home 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone 

‘Cuz I’m out in the club 
And I’m sippin that bubb 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone 

My telephone 
Ma ma ma telephone 
‘Cuz I’m out in the club 
And I’m sippin that bubb 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone 

My telephone 
Ma ma ma telephone 
‘Cuz I’m out in the club 
And I’m sippin that bubb 
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

2. Telephone ft. Beyoncé
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