Superluva Lyrics - Singles - Starshell

Be your superluva 

I'll be your superluva 

Black lights and designer blues 

With my tattoos of I Love You 

I just put on these dancing shoes 

To prove my love for you 

I'm livin' it up, 

Secretly he notices cause I'm playin' it up 

For him 

Playin' it up. 

I'm livin' it up, 

Dancin' on the tables as the DJ's 

Spinnin' it up 

For me 

Spinnin' it up 

For me 

When the sun goes down 

And the curtain's up 

It's time for the show-oh-oh-oh 

They new to the scene, 

Make way for the queen. 

I'm on a roll-oh-oh-oh 

Stare in my direction. 

I'm craving your affection. 

So now... 

Go back to the beat. 

Get up on your feet. 

Gonna be your superluva 

Right back to the beat. 

Get up on your feet. 

I'ma be your superluva 

Your superluva 

Your superluva 

Too hot for the masses, 

I'm on fire. 

Think I'm gonna let her burn. 

Champagne in the glasses, 

Flip the bottle, baby. 

Come 'n' take your turn. 

She's on my radar. 

Catch he later 

Cuz she knows 

When I push the fader 

She goes 

When I push the fader 

I'm livin' it up. 

Dancin' on the tables 

Mister DJ spinnin' it up 

Mister DJ spinnin' it up 

With you. 

When the sun goes down 

And the curtain's up 

It's time for the show-oh-oh-oh 

They new to the scene, 

Make way for the queen. 

I'm on a roll-oh-oh-oh 

Stare in my direction. 

I'm craving your affection. 

So now... 

Go back to the beat. 

Get up on your feet. 

Gonna be your superluva 

Right back to the beat 

Get up on your feet 

I'ma be your superluva 

Your superluva 

Your superluva 

(C'mon, say it.) 

Eh, eh, eh! 

Look at that girl. 

Look at that girl. 

Look at that--eh, eh, eh! 

Look at that girl. 

Look at that girl. 

Hold up, hold up. 

Take me where you get to know them. 

Hold up, hold up. 

Cuz they're tryna get my clothes off. 

When the sun goes down 

And the curtain's up 

It's time for the show-oh-oh-oh 

They new to the scene, 

Make way for the queen. 

I'm on a roll-oh-oh-oh 

Stare in my direction. 

Craving your affection. 

So now... 

Go back to the beat. 

Get up on your feet. 

Gonna be your superluva 

Right back to the beat. 

Get up on your feet. 

I'ma be your superluva 

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh! 

Your superluva (Oh oh, oh oh-oh) 

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh! 

Your superluva (Oh oh, oh oh-oh) 

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh! 

Your superluva (Oh oh, oh oh-oh) 

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh! 

Your superluva (Oh oh, oh oh-oh)