*Eminem
making sounds*}
Okay
Guess who's back, back
again
Shady's back, tell a friend
Now everyone report to the
dance floor
To the dance floor, to the
dance floor
Now everyone report to the
dance floor
Alright stop! Pajama
time
Come here little kiddies, on my
lap
Guess who's back with a brand
new rap
And I don't mean rap as in a
new case of child investigation
accusation
Aah aah aah aah aah
No worries, poppa's got a brand
new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do
to make noise?
I done touched on everything,
but little boys
That's not a stab at
Michael
That's just a metaphor, I'm
just
psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my
rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like teepee from my bunghole in the school if
you let one go
Nobody's gonna know who'd hear it
Give a little "poot poot", it's ok {*Fart
sound*}
Oops my cd just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip
CHORUS
Now I'm gonna make you dance
It's your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Whops I mean girl, girl girl girl
Girl you know you're my world
Alright now lose it (Aah aah aah aah aah)
Just lose it (Aah aah aah aah aah)
Go crazy (Aah aah aah aah aah)
Oh baby (Aah aah)
Oh baby, baby (Aah aah)
It's Friday and it's my day
Used to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe till Monday, I don't know what day
Everyday's just a holiday
Crusin' on the freeway
Feelin' kinda breezy
Get the top down, let my hair blow
I don't know where I'm goin'
All I know is when I get there someone's gonna
"touch my body"
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a
jerk
But I'm feel just a little stressed out from
work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my
hair
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out (Ewww)
Now what's your name girl?
What's your sign?
[Dr. Dre] Man, you must be up out your mind
[Eminem] Dre (aah aah)
Dear God goes blind
I'm just trying to unwind, now I'm...
Chorus
It's Tuesday and I'm locked up
I'm in jail and I don't know what happened
They say I was running butt naked
down the street screaming... (Aah aah aah aah
aah)
Well I'm sorry, I don't remember
All I know is this much
I'm not guilty
They said save it 'fore we catch you on
tape
Now an old lady, touch my body
Now this is the part where the rap breaks
down
It's really intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's "8 Mile" now
The beat comes back and everybody lose yourself
and
snap back to reality look it's B Rabbit
And you signed me up to battle?
I'm a grown man
Chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba
I don't have any lines to go right here so
Chuba chuba chuba fellas what? fellas what?
Grab you left nut, make right one jealous
what?
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat
girls, tall girls, small girls
I'm calling all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It's your chance for a little romentor
Butt squeezin' it's the season
Just go... (aah aah aah aah)
It's so appealing
Chorus
Mmmmm touch my body
Mmmmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my
body