Kesha — Microphone

[Verse 1] At the spring water on the west end Sippin' on somethin' and I saw you strummin' Through the lust and the lovers, we locked eyes Up on stage you're so fun Was it the way you were lookin' at me? Or the scar on your pretty face? Maybe your tight black jeans, boy, I want a taste Boy, I want a taste, oh [Pre-Chorus] If you really wanna know what got me hot What's said, let's go, I don't wanna stop It was your (Microphone) Let me put it into words what got me off Made me into a freak, what I really want It was your (Microphone) [Chorus] Microphone, boy It was your microphone (Microphone) Microphone, boy It was your microphone (Microphone) [Verse 2] You're in the back of your Gibson, all pretty and grey Put those fingers on me, I want it all the way You sing about lovers you've had before Tonight I'll be the one you'll be singing for I'm really tickled tonight, I like the way that I'm seein' you Yeah, you're in my bed I wanna see you naked, oh [Pre-Chorus] If you really wanna know what got me hot What's said, let's go, I don't wanna stop It was your (Microphone) Let me put it into words what got me off Made me into a freak, what I really want It was your (Microphone) [Chorus] Microphone, boy It was your microphone (Microphone) Microphone, boy It was your microphone (Microphone) [Bridge] Microphone, microphone Microphone, microphone Microphone, boy, it was your microphone (Easy, sit back, play me) Microphone, boy, it was your microphone (Just sit back, black guitar) [Pre-Chorus] Was it the way you were lookin' at me? Or the scar on your pretty face? Maybe your tight black jeans, boy, I want a taste Boy, I want a taste, oh If you really wanna know what got me hot We'll sail, let's go, I don't wanna stop It was your (Microphone) Let me put it into words what got me off Made me into a freak, what I really want It was your (Microphone) [Chorus] Microphone, boy It was your microphone (Microphone) Microphone, boy It was your microphone