Black lights and designer blues
With my tattoos of I Love You
I just put on these dancing shoes
To prove my love for you
I'm livin' it up,
Secretly he notices cause I'm playin' it up
For him
Playin' it up.
I'm livin' it up,
Dancin' on the tables as the DJ's
Spinnin' it up
For me
Spinnin' it up
For me
When the sun goes down
And the curtain's up
It's time for the show-oh-oh-oh
They new to the scene,
Make way for the queen.
I'm on a roll-oh-oh-oh
Stare in my direction.
I'm craving your affection.
So now...
Go back to the beat.
Get up on your feet.
Gonna be your superluva
Right back to the beat.
Get up on your feet.
I'ma be your superluva
Your superluva
Your superluva
Too hot for the masses,
I'm on fire.
Think I'm gonna let her burn.
Champagne in the glasses,
Flip the bottle, baby.
Come 'n' take your turn.
She's on my radar.
Catch he later
Cuz she knows
When I push the fader
She goes
When I push the fader
I'm livin' it up.
Dancin' on the tables
Mister DJ spinnin' it up
Mister DJ spinnin' it up
With you.
When the sun goes down
And the curtain's up
It's time for the show-oh-oh-oh
They new to the scene,
Make way for the queen.
I'm on a roll-oh-oh-oh
Stare in my direction.
I'm craving your affection.
So now...
Go back to the beat.
Get up on your feet.
Gonna be your superluva
Right back to the beat
Get up on your feet
I'ma be your superluva
Your superluva
Your superluva
(C'mon, say it.)
Eh, eh, eh!
Look at that girl.
Look at that girl.
Look at that--eh, eh, eh!
Look at that girl.
Look at that girl.
Hold up, hold up.
Take me where you get to know them.
Hold up, hold up.
Cuz they're tryna get my clothes off.
When the sun goes down
And the curtain's up
It's time for the show-oh-oh-oh
They new to the scene,
Make way for the queen.
I'm on a roll-oh-oh-oh
Stare in my direction.
Craving your affection.
So now...
Go back to the beat.
Get up on your feet.
Gonna be your superluva
Right back to the beat.
Get up on your feet.
I'ma be your superluva