Do What U Want

Album: ARTPOP (2013)
Charted: 9 13
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  • Huh oh
    Yeah yeah
    Huh oh
    Whoa whoa
    Oh

    I
    I feel good
    I walk alone
    But then I trip over myself and I fall, I
    I stand up
    And then I'm OK
    But then you print some shit that makes me want to scream

    So do what you want, what you want with my body
    Do what you want, don't stop, let's party
    Do what you want, what you want with my body
    Do what you want, what you want with my body

    Write what you want, say what you want 'bout me
    If you're wondering, know that I'm not sorry
    Do what you want, what you want with my body
    What you want with my body

    You can't have my heart and you won't use my mind but
    Do what you want with my body
    Do what you want with my body
    You can't stop my voice 'cause
    You don't own my life but
    Do what you want with my body
    Do what you want with my body

    My bones hurt from all the show hmm
    But I don't feel the pain 'cause I'm a pro I
    I sink in and then I'm okay eh,
    'Cause my body belongs to you when I'm on stage eh

    So do what you want, what you want with my body
    Do what you want, don't stop, let's party
    Do what you want, what you want with my body
    Do what you want, what you want with my body

    Write what you want, say what you want 'bout me
    If you're wondering, know that I'm not sorry
    Do what you want, what you want with my body
    What you want with my body!

    You can't have my heart and
    You won't use my mind but
    Do what you want with my body
    Do what you want with my body
    You can't stop my voice 'cause
    You don't own my life but
    Do what you want with my body
    Do what you want with my body

    Sometimes I'm scared I suppose
    If you ever let me go
    I would fall apart (apart)
    If you break my heart
    So just take my body
    And don't stop the party (ayy)

    You can't have my heart
    And you won't use my mind but
    Do what you want with my body
    Do what you want with my body
    You can't stop my voice 'cause
    You don't own my life but
    Do what you want with my body
    Do what you want with my body

    Do what you want with me
    What you want, Lady Gaga?
    What you want with me, Christina?
    Oh, what you want with my body
    Do what you want with me
    What you want with my body
    Do what you want with me
    What you want with my body, world
    Help me now
    What you want with my body (world, what you want with my body)
    Do what you want with my body Writer/s: Martin Bresso, Paul Edward Blair, Robert S. Kelly, Stefani J. Germanotta, William Sami Etienne Grigahcine
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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