Don't bring your
boyfriend to the club
Dolls
PCD, baby
We're back
Yes, sir, your baby's
in the corner
You ain't doing it for her
She's bumming, but
she ain't depressed
Yes, sir, I get it
'cause I've been her
Her body's built
to shimmer
Got feelings that she
can't express
No, it ain't your fault
So don't be jealous
You ain't what
she wants
Don't bring your
boyfriend to the club
Yeah
Give the girl her girls,
give the girl the floor
Give the girl a club song,
what she's dying for
Give the girl some
room to put on a show
Give the girl a club song
And look at her
go, go, go, go
Go, go
Look at her go,
go, go, go
Go, go
That's right, the other
side of midnight
The music fitting
skintight
She moves like someone
you don't know
That's her, her
truest color showing
Go 'til 6 in the morning
The rhythm is the
antidote
No, it ain't your fault
So don't be jealous
You ain't what
she wants
Don't bring your
boyfriend to the club
Yeah
Give the girl her girls,
give the girl the floor
Give the girl a club song,
what she's dying for
Give the girl some
room to put on a show
Give the girl a club song
And look at her
go, go, go, go
Go, go
Look at her go,
go, go, go
Go, go
PCD, baby
Forever
We're back
Dolls, dolls
Forever