Hooked On Polkas – Weird Al Yankovic

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 (Oh, 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

We’re not gonna take it, no
We ain’t gonna take it
We’re not gonna take it any more

Neunundneunzig Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Hielt man fuer UFOs aus dem All
Darum schickte ein General

Hello, gotta cut loose
Footloose
Kick off my Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Blow me offa my knees
Jack, get back
Come on before we crack
Loose, you’re loose
Everybody cut footloose

So why don’t you use it
Try not to bruise it
Fine time to lose it

Bang your head
Mental health’ll drive ya mad
Bang your head
Mental health’ll drive ya mad

Relax, don’t do it
When you want to go to it
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to come
Relax, don’t do it
When you want to sock it to it
Relax, don’t do it
When you wanna come
When you wanna come
When you want to come!…