Wind It Up (Harajuku Lovers Live Version)
Yodelay yodelayheehoo
This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on, the girls all line up
And the boys all look, but no, they can't touch
But the girls want to know why boys like us so much
They like the way we dance
They like the way we work
They like the way my L.A.M.B
Is goin' 'cross my shirt
They like the way my pants
It compliments my shape
They like the way we react, every time
Every time the bass bang
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don't stop 'til your time is up
Get in line now
Uh, uh, uh
Wind it up
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, wind it up
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, wind it up
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, wind it up
You got to let the beat
Get under your skin
You got to open up
And let it all in
But see, once it gets in
The popping begins
And then you'll find out
Why all the boys stare
See
This is your moment
Come on, girl, you know you own it
You know the beat is still tick-tockin'
Hell, yeah
And you know they're watchin'
Get it, girl
Get it, get it, girl
Get it, girl
Get it, get it, girl
To the front
To the side
To the back now, don't let it ride
Keep going, girl, it's your night
Don't let 'em steal your light
You know he thinks you're fine and stuff
But does he know how to wind you up?
Lay yodelay yodeloo
This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on, the girls all line up
And the boys all look, but no, they can't touch
But the girls want to know why boys like us so much
They like the way we dance
They like the way we work
They like the way my L.A.M.B
Is goin' 'cross my shirt
They like the way my pants
It compliments my shape
They like the way we react, every time
Every time the bass bang
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don't stop 'til your time is up
Get in line now
Uh, uh, uh
Wind it up
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, wind it up
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, wind it up
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, wind it up
You got to let the beat
Get under your skin
You got to open up
And let it all in
But see, once it gets in
The popping begins
And then you'll find out
Why all the boys stare
See
This is your moment
Come on, girl, you know you own it
You know the beat is still tick-tockin'
Hell, yeah
And you know they're watchin'
Get it, girl
Get it, get it, girl
Get it, girl
Get it, get it, girl
To the front
To the side
To the back now, don't let it ride
Keep going, girl, it's your night
Don't let 'em steal your light
You know he thinks you're fine and stuff
But does he know how to wind you up?
Lay yodelay yodeloo
Credits
Writer(s): Pharrell Williams, Gwen Stefani, Richard Rodgers, Oscar I Hammerstein
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