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Now That’s What I Call Music! 75
Disc 1
01. Bad Romance
02. Starstrukk
03. Meet Me Halfway
04. Everybody in Love
05. Replay
06. Pass Out
07. TiK ToK
08. If We Ever Meet Again
09. In My Head
10. Rude Boy
11. Look for Me
12. Don't Stop Believin'
13. On a Mission
14. Broken Heels
15. About a Girl
16. Ego
17. Under Pressure (Ice Ice Baby)
18. One Time
19. Do You Remember
20. Cry Me Out
21. The Climb
22. Everybody Hurts
Disc 2
01. Empire State of Mind (Part II) Broken Down
02. Fireflies
03. Young Forever
04. 3 Words
05. You Know Me
06. Don't Stop Believin'
07. Dog Days Are Over
08. Hollywood
09. Starry Eyed
10. Many of Horror
11. Stay Too Long
12. Never Be Your Woman
13. Won't Go Quietly
14. Riverside (Let's Go)
15. Why Don't You
16. The Way Love Goes
17. Playing With Fire
18. Opposite of Adults
19. Bedrock
20. My Name
21. Russian Roulette
I know what's to come
The way I'm feeling happy now
The knowing I'm drunk
Of ways of knowing it never lets me down

'Cause I always stay too long
Long enough for something to go wrong
I'm in a brawl

'Cause I won't take it lying down
Right inside the bar
The police are on their way right now
'Cause I always stay too long
Long enough for something to go wrong
Yeah I always stay too long
The ladies better sing my song, song, song, song

I got my peeps standing with me shouting, pull up your socks
'Cause we just broke the law, and now we're running from cops
I got my lip bust fighting, now there's blood on my top
And I'm still out looking for a party, somewhere to stop
I got my peeps, them telling me they know where it's at
So I pull out twenty notes and jump straight into a cab
I'm on my way to where I'm going thinking I need more Jack
But that probably ain't the brightest idea I've ever had 'cause
I always stay too long
Long enough for something to go wrong
On the run from the law
I'm looking worse for wear
I go for a door
And suddenly I find myself somewhere
Something's bound to go wrong

If I stay too long
I know I gotta get to dawn
Before they start singing my song, song, song, song
Song, song, song, song, song
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon, C'mon, C'mon, C'mon

I got my peeps standing with me at the bar doing shots
'Cause now we're so fucking plastered, we don't know when to stop
I got my girlfriend ringing me, belling me up

I know I should probably answer, but I just can't be fucked
I got my peeps standing with me, and I'm having a blast
I'm feeling so fucking good right now, I want it to last
So I put my phone on silent, and I refill my glass
The music's so fucking banging, feel like I wanna dance
I'm at the bar when I see this chick checking me out
From afar, yes she wants my dick, nary a doubt
She's got a skirt so short, make you drool from the mouth
Looking my way as if to say I'm in with a shot
So I pull a chair up near her and her a drink
She says "cheers," I says "yeah," our glasses go clink
Now I'm being bad, in a cab, groping this girl
Once the cab is paid, we make our way up to the hotel
Now I'm in a lift, getting licked, damn this is low

But do I care? Do I fuck?
I'm on a roll, yo