The big hair, the dress, the style, and the music; nothing will ever beat the 80's.
I got be your friend now, baby
Well I...I set my sights on you
Well, you're hurting my voice
So get movin, movin
We should both get together
In somebody's bedroom
And make it, make it
Oh, I need somebody to play with baby
What I need, what I need, what I want, what I want, what I need, what I need
And you can hardly face me
Please, Stop, Kicking My Heart Around
There's a boy in the world
Who doesn't follow the crowd
It's four o'clock in the morning
And I'm sitting on my bed
you got the kind of looks that I just cannot take
french kisses a thing of the past
We like dancing and we look divine
You said I was queen, you saw...
You're my forbidden lover
Well, here's looking at you
You don't have to knock on my door,no
Take my heart and shake it up