Hooked On Polkas

You're takin' to me good
 Just like you know you should
 You get me on my knees
 Please, baby, please
 She looks so great, everytime I see her face
 She put me in a state, ooh! (State of shock)
 Top coat, top hat
 I don't worry, cause my wallet's fat
 Black shades, white glove
 Lookin' sharp, lookin' for love
 They come a-runnin' just as fast as they can
 Cause every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp-dressed man, hey!
 Oh, what's love, got to do, got to do with it?
 What's love but a second-hand emotion?
 What's love got to do, got to do with it?
 Who needs a heart, when a heart can be broken?
 M-E-T-H-O-D-O-F-L-O-V-E
 It's the method of modern love
 Owner of a lonely heart
 Owner of a lonely heart
 Much better than the
 Owner of a broken heart
 Owner of a lonely heart
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 We're not gonna take it, no!
 We ain't gonna take it
 We're not gonna take it, anymore
 99 Von luftballons
 Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
 Denkst du vielleicht Grad an mich
 Dann singe ich ien Lied fur dich
 Now I gotta cut loose, footloose
 Kick off my Sunday shoes
 Please! Louise! Pull me off-a my knees
 Jack! Get back! Come on, before we crack!
 Lose your blues, ev'rybody cut footloose!
 So why don't you use it?
 Try not to bruise it
 Find time, don't lose it
 Bang your head
 Metal health'll drive ya mad
 Bang your head
 Metal health'll drive ya mad
 Relax, don't do it
 When you wanna go to it
 Relax, don't do it
 When you wanna come
 Relax, don't do it
 When you wanna sock it to it
 Relax, don't do it
 When you wanna come
 When you wanna come
 When you want to come