surprise

Ok, so I think I am lady Gaga... or at least her lyrist. Here is the evidence:

I've had a little bit too much (i may sometimes drink)
All of the people start to rush
... twisted dance
Can't find my drink oh man,
where are my keys I lost my phone (this line is especially me)

What's going on on the floor
I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore (usual saturday occurance)
Keep it cool, what's the name of this club
I can't remember but it's alright a-alright

Just dance, it's gonna be okay
Just dance, spin that record babe
Just dance, it's gonna be okay
Just dance, dance, dance
Just, just, just, just dance

Wish I could shut my ... mouth (self explainatory)
... too much ... inside out
Control your poison babe
Frozen...
And when I'll get in ... tonight