[Intro] [Build-up] [Drop Bpm150] [Pre-Chorus] It doesn't matter, matter, matter, It doesn't matter what I sing. It doesn't matter, matter, matter, The words don't mean a single thing. It doesn't matter, matter, matter, It doesn't matter, no, not at all. It doesn't matter, matter, matter, This whole song's just for dancing, that's the call. [Instrumental] (Aha, Aha, oh Yeah! Aha, Aha, oh Yeah!) [Chorus] I look so good and my voice sounds so sweet, But the words don't matter, they're incomplete. I just gotta sing along with this beat, And move my body to the rhythm of the street. I look so fly and my voice sounds so clear, But the words don't matter, they disappear. I just gotta sing along with this beat, And move my body to the rhythm of the street. [Instrumental] (Aha, Aha, oh Yeah! Aha, Aha, oh Yeah!) [Verse 1] I drop words like a machine gun, one after another, senseless babble babble yeah brother. I'm babbli-babbli-babbling, rambling, just running my mouth, But it's all just nonsense, heading due south. I'm the good-looking guy, making the ladies go wild, That's why I'm here, oh yeah, it's worthwhile. [Instrumental] (Aha, Aha, oh Yeah! Aha, Aha, oh Yeah!) [Pre-Chorus] It doesn't matter, matter, matter, It doesn't matter what I sing. It doesn't matter, matter, matter, The words don't mean a single thing. It doesn't matter, matter, matter, It doesn't matter, no, not at all. It doesn't matter, matter, matter, This whole song's just for dancing, that's the call. [Instrumental] (Aha, Aha, oh Yeah! Aha, Aha, oh Yeah!) [Chorus] I look so good and my voice sounds so sweet, But the words don't matter, they're incomplete. I just gotta sing along with this beat, And move my body to the rhythm of the street. I look so fly and my voice sounds so clear, But the words don't matter, they disappear. I just gotta sing along with this beat, And move my body to the rhythm of the street. [Instrumental] (Aha, Aha, oh Yeah! Aha, Aha, oh Yeah!) [Verse 2] I don't need skills, just a voice and good looks, The song's from the producer, breaking all the rules. I'm the hot poster boy, the face of the sound, Just here for the cameras, spinning 'round and 'round. My talent's my image, that's what makes them wild, A perfect package, like a, poli-polished child. [middle8] [Instrumental] [Build-up] [Drop Bpm165] [climax] [Instrumental] (Aha, Aha, oh Yeah! Aha, Aha, oh Yeah!) [Pre-Chorus] It doesn't matter, matter, matter, It doesn't matter what I sing. It doesn't matter, matter, matter, The words don't mean a single thing. It doesn't matter, matter, matter, It doesn't matter, no, not at all. It doesn't matter, matter, matter, This whole song's just for dancing, that's the call. [Instrumental] (Aha, Aha, oh Yeah! Aha, Aha, oh Yeah!) [Chorus] I look so good and my voice sounds so sweet, But the words don't matter, they're incomplete. I just gotta sing along with this beat, And move my body to the rhythm of the street. I look so fly and my voice sounds so clear, But the words don't matter, they disappear. I just gotta sing along with this beat, And move my body to the rhythm of the street. [Instrumental] (Aha, Aha, oh Yeah! Aha, Aha, oh Yeah!) [Outro] (Aha, Aha, oh Yeah! Aha, Aha, oh Yeah!) (Aha, Aha, oh Yeah! Aha, Aha, oh Yeah!)
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