Lady Gaga – Applause (Clip HD)

Lady Gaga - Applause (Clip HD)

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[Verse 1:]
I stand here waiting for you to bang the gong
To crash the critic saying « is it right or is it wrong? »
If only fame had an IV, baby could I bear
Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here

[Chorus:]
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause
Live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause

[Post-Chorus:]
Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch (make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch (make it real loud)

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch

[Verse 2:]
I’ve overheard your theory « nostalgia’s for geeks »
I guess sir, if you say so, some of us just like to read
One second I’m a Koons fan, suddenly the Koons is me
Pop culture was an art, now art’s in pop culture in me

[Chorus:]
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause,
Live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause

[Post-Chorus:]
Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch (make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch (make it real loud)

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch

[Bridge:]
Ooh-ooh
Touch, touch
Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Touch, touch now

Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh

[Chorus:]
I live for the applause, applause, applause.
I live for the applause-plause,
Live for the applause-plause.
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me.
The applause, applause, applause.

[Post-Chorus:]
Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch (make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch (make it real loud)

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make ’em touch (make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch

A-R-T-P-O-P

Beyonce feat. Lady GaGa – Video Phone Extended Remix

Beyonce feat. Lady GaGa – Video Phone

Format : 720×480, 30fps
Extension : vob
Taille : 323Mo
Music : 448kbps / 48000Hz

Beyonce-feat- Lady-GaGa-Video-Phone

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Pour accompagner le clip en HD voici les paroles :

Paroles / Lyrics de Beyonce feat. Lady GaGa – Video Phone

Hello, hello, baby, you called? I can’t hear a thing
I have got no service, in the club, you see, you see
Wha-Wha-What did you say, huh? You’re breaking up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I’m kinda busy

K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry, I cannot hear you
I’m kinda busy

Just a second, its my favorite song they gonna play
And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh?
You should’ve made some plans with me, you knew that I was free
And now you won’t stop calling me, I’m kinda busy

Stop callin’, stop callin’, I don’ wanna think anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop callin’, stop callin’, I don’t wanna talk anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

Stop telephonin’ me
(Stop telephonin’ me)
I’m busy
(I’m busy)
Stop telephonin’ me
(Stop telephonin’ me)

Call all you want, but theres no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
‘Cause I’m out in the club and I’m sippin’ that bubb’
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Call all you want, but theres no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
‘Cause I’m out in the club and I’m sippin’ that bubb’
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Boy, the way you blowin’ up my phone
Won’t make me leave no faster
Put my coat on faster
Leave my girls no faster

I should’ve left my phone at home
‘Cause this is a disaster
Callin’ like a collector
Sorry, I cannot answer

Not that I don’t like you, I’m just at a party
And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing
Sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls, ’cause I’ll be dancin’

‘Cause I’ll be dancin’
‘Cause I’ll be dancin’
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls
‘Cause I’ll be dancin’

Stop callin’, stop callin’, I don’ wanna think anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop callin’, stop callin’, I don’t wanna talk anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

Stop callin’, stop callin’, I don’ wanna think anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop callin’, stop callin’, I don’t wanna talk anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

Stop telephonin’ me
(I’m busy!)
I’m busy!
(Stop telephonin’ me)
Stop telephonin’ me!
(I’m busy!)

Call all you want, but theres no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
‘Cause I’m out in the club and I’m sippin’ that bubb’
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Call all you want, but theres no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
‘Cause I’m out in the club and I’m sippin’ that bubb’
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

My telephone, m-m-my telephone
‘Cause I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin’ that bubb’
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

My telephone, m-m-my telephone
‘Cause I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin’ that bubb’
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

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