Club Song

Club Song Don't bring you boyfriend to the club Dolls PCD, baby We're back Yes sir, your baby's in the corner You ain't doing it for her she's bummin' but she ain't depressed Yes sir, I get it 'cause I've been her Her body's built to shimmer got feelings that she can't express No, it ain't your fault, so don't be jealous You ain't what she wants Don't bring your boyfriend to the club Yeah (You know what she wants) Give the girl her girls (Girls) give the girl the floor (Fllor) Give the girl a club song What she's dying for (Yeah) Give the girl some room (Room) To put on a show (Show) Give the girl a club song and look at her go Go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go Look at her go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go That's right, the other side of midnight The music's fitting skintight She moves like someone you don't know That's her, her truest color showing Go 'til 6 in the morning The rhythm is the antidote No, it ain't your fault, so don't be jealous You ain't what she wants Don't bring your boyfriend to the club Yeah (Give her what she wants) Give the girl her girls (Girls) give the girl the floor (Fllor) Give the girl a club song What she's dying for (Yeah) Give the girl some room (Room) To put on a show (Show) Give the girl a club song and look at her go Go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go Look at her go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go PCD, baby (Yeah, ladies) Forever (Let's go) We're back Dolls, dolls Forever