4 Gaga - Todrick Hall

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah!

Roma-roma-mamaa!

Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!

Want your bad romance

I want your ugly, I want your disease (show me your teeth)

I want your everything as long as it's free

I want your love. Love, love, love

I want your love...

That boy is a monster

I want your love and I want your revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

Boys, boys, boys

I want your love and all your lover's revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

(Oh-oh-oh)

Oh, wey-oh oh-oh, wey-oh-oh oh

I get 'em hot show 'em what I got

Can't read my, can't read my

No, he can't read my poker face

(Rah-rah) Boy is a monster

Can't read my, can't read my

No, he can't read my poker face

Love, love, love - I want your...

Hello, hello baby you called I can't hear a thing

Sorry I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy

Stop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna talk anymore

I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

You can call all you want but there's no one home

And you're not gonna reach, not gonna reach, not gonna reach my telephone

Don't call my name, don't call my name Alejandro

Stop! I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe

And you're not gonna reach my telephone

Groove, slam, work your back

Filter that, baby bump that track

Groove, slam, work your back (Don't be a drag, just be a queen)

Filter that, baby bump that track (Don't be a drag, just be a queen)

Groove, slam, work your back (Let's have some fun this beat is sick)

Filter that, baby bump that track (I wanna take a ride on your disco stick)

Gaga in the room. (Gaga, fashion baby) So Starstruck

Cherry cherry cherry cherry boom.

I'm so starstruck (Boom.)

Baby, 'cause you blow my heart up (I want your love)

Do what you want, what you want with my body

That's money, honey. (Do want no paper gangster)

Beautiful, dirty, dirty rich, rich (Fashion of his love)

(Private plane like Lady Gaga) Cake like Lady Gaga I'm there in the crowd

They're c-coming out

Got the flash on repeat

Need that picture of me

It don't have a price

I'm ready for those flashing lights

'Cause you know that, baby, I'm

I'm your biggest fan,

I'll follow you until you love me

Papa- cake like Lady Gaga

Baby there's no other superstar (I'm blonde, I'm skinny)

You know that I'll be (I'm rich)

Papa- (And I'm a little bit of a bitch)

There ain't no reason you and me should be alone tonight

Yeah baby tonight, yeah baby

But I got a reason you-ooo should take me home tonight

It's time to feel the rush, brush the dangerous

I'm gonna run right to, to the edge with you

Where we can both fall far in love

I'm on the edge of glory

And I'm hanging on a moment of truth

Out on the edge of glory

And I'm hanging on a moment with you

I'm on the edge (the edge), the edge (the edge), the edge, the edge!

I'm on the edge of glory and I'm hanging on a moment with you

I'm on the edge with you and I, you-you and I, you-you and I!

You-you and I- I live for the applause, applause, applause

I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause

Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me

The applause, applause, applause

Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights out)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch (make it real loud)

Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights out)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch (make it real loud)

Just dance, gonna be okay

Da-doo-doo-doo

Just dance, spin that record babe

Da-doo-doo-doo

Just dance, gonna be okay

Da-doo-doo-doo

Just dance (Judas Juda-ah-ah, Judas)

Tonight! Tonight! Tonight!(I live for the applause)

Judas Juda-ah-ah, Judas Gaga

Tonight! Tonight! Tonight! I'm on the right track baby

I was born this way, Hey!