Blurred Lines Lyrics - Blurred Lines - Robin Thicke

Everybody, get up 

Everybody, get up (hey, hey, hey) 

Hey, hey, hey 

Hey, hey, hey 

(Turn it up) 

If you can't hear what I'm trying to say 

If you can't read from the same page 

Maybe I'm going deaf (hey, hey, hey) 

Maybe I'm going blind (hey, hey, hey) 

Maybe I'm out my mind (hey, hey, hey) 

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Okay, now he was close 

Tried to domesticate you 

But you're an animal 

Baby, it's in your nature (meow) 

Just let me liberate you (hey, hey, hey) 

You don't need no papers (hey, hey, hey) 

That man is not your maker (hey, hey, hey) 

And that's why I'm gon' take a 

Good girl 

I know you want it 

I know you want it 

I know you want it 

You're a good girl 

Can't let it get past me 

You're far from plastic 

Talk about getting blasted 

I hate these blurred lines 

I know you want it 

I know you want it 

I know you want it 

But you're a good girl 

The way you grab me 

Must wanna get nasty 

Go ahead, get at me 

What do they make dreams for when you got them jeans on? 

What do we need steam for? 

You the hottest bitch in this place 

I feel so lucky (hey, hey, hey) 

You wanna hug me (hey, hey, hey) 

What rhymes with hug me? (hey, hey, hey) 

Hey! (Everybody, get up) 

Okay, now he was close 

Tried to domesticate you 

But you're an animal 

Baby, it's in your nature 

Just let me liberate you (hey, hey, hey) 

You don't need no papers (hey, hey, hey) 

That man is not your maker (hey, hey, hey) 

And that's why I'm gon' take a 

Good girl 

I know you want it 

I know you want it 

I know you want it 

You're a good girl 

Can't let it get past me 

You're far from plastic 

Talk about getting blasted 

I hate these blurred lines (I hate them lines) 

I know you want it (I hate them lines) 

I know you want it (I hate them lines) 

I know you want it 

But you're a good girl 

The way you grab me 

Must wanna get nasty 

Go ahead, get at me 

One thing I ask of you 

Let me be the one you back that ass up to (come on) 

Go, from Malibu to Paris, boo 

Yeah, had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you 

So, hit me up when you pass through 

I'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two 

Swag on 'em even when you dress casual 

I mean, it's almost unbearable 

In a hundred years not dare, would I? 

Pull a Pharcyde, let you pass me by 

Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you 

He don't smack that ass and pull your hair for you (you like it) 

So I'm just watching and waiting 

For you to salute the truly pimping 

Not many women can refuse this pimping 

I'm a nice guy, but don't get confused, this pimping 

Shake your rump 

Get down, get up-a 

Do it like it hurt, like it hurt 

What you don't like work? 

Hey! (Everybody, get up) 

Baby, can you breathe? 

I got this from Jamaica 

It always works for me 

Dakota to Decatur 

No more pretending (hey, hey, hey) 

'Cause now you winning (hey, hey, hey) 

Here's our beginning (hey, hey, hey) 

I always wanted a 

Good girl 

I know you want it 

I know you want it 

I know you want it 

You're a good girl 

Can't let it get past me 

You're far from plastic 

Talk about getting blasted 

I hate these blurred lines 

I know you want it 

I know you want it 

I know you want it 

But you're a good girl 

The way you grab me 

Must wanna get nasty 

Go ahead, get at me 

Everybody, get up 

Everybody, get up 

Hey, hey, hey 

Hey, hey, hey 

Hey, hey, hey