 Turn It Up
Little
Sarah was from Texas
She was the preacher's daughter
She never practiced
much of those things her father taught her
One night at Vinnie's
clubhouse
She heard some Texas music
She started dancin' sexy and takin'
clothes off to it
Gotta have it!
Addicted!
Gotta have
it!
Come on, come on, come on, come on, turn it up!
Come on, come on,
come on, come on, turn it up!
Come on, let's turn it up louder
[2x]
Turn it up!
Darling Nikki was from Detroit
She drove a
beat up caddie
She never ever needed any old sugar daddy
She worked the
strip club circuit
Their called her darlin' honey
She started dancin'
dirty and takin' all their money
Gotta
have it!
Addicted!
Gotta have it!
Come on, come on, come on, come
on, turn it up!
Come on, come on, come on, come on, turn it up!
Come on,
let's turn it up louder
Turn it up!
I will not ask you again
Won't
you please turn it up
Turn it up!
Please, won't you
Turn it
up!
Turn it up louder!
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