Just Dance (Redone Remix F. Kardinal Offishall)
Lyrics
RedOne, Konvict GaGa, oh-oh, eh I’ve had a little bit too much, much All of the people start to rush, start to rush byfull lyrics...
RedOne, Konvict GaGa, oh-oh, eh I’ve had a little bit too much, much All of the people start to rush, start to rush byfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
electronica rootstrip hop roots
r&b influences
funk influences
beats made for dancing
unsyncopated ensemble rhythms
straight drum beats
a female vocal
clear pronunciation
a rhythmic intro
use of modal harmonies
the use of chordal patterning
melodic part writing
use of strings
a variety of synth sounds
subtle use of arpeggiated synths
affected synths
vinyl ambience
a dry recording sound
thickly layered production
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm How’d I turn my shirt inside out? Inside outright Publishers: BYEFALL MUSIC, HOUSE OF GAGA PUBLISHING INC., REDONE PRODUCTIONS LLC Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance Got my blueprint electronic Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance Got my blueprint, it’s symphonic Got my blueprint electronic RedOne, Konvict Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm And I ain’t gon’ give it up, steady tryin’ to pick it up like a car Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm And we’re all getting hosed tonight, oh oh oh-oh I can’t remember but it’s alright, a-alright When I come through on the dance floor checkin’ out that catalog Can’t believe my eyes, so many women without a flaw Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance What’s going on on the floor? Go! Use your muscle, carve it out, work it, hustle Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic (I got it) Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm I’ma hit it, I’ma hit it and flex and do it until tomorr’ yeah Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance I love this record baby but I can’t see straight anymore Woo! Let’s go! I can’t remember but it’s alright, a-alright Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone The way you’re twirlin’ up them hips 'round and 'round Control your poison babe, roses have thorns they say And now there’s no reason at all why you can’t leave here with me In your pocko (I got it) GaGa, oh-oh, eh Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm Don’t slow! Drive it, clean it, lights out, bleed it Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Keep it cool, what’s the name of this club? Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm Shawty I can see that you got so much energy I’ve had a little bit too much, much Got my blueprint, it’s symphonic Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic All of the people start to rush, start to rush by And dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Keep it cool, what’s the name of this club? Dance, dance, just, j-j-just Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm How does he twist the dance? Can’t find a drink, oh man In the meantime stay and let me watch you break it down Wish I could shut my playboy mouth, oh oh oh-oh Spend the lasto What’s going on on the floor? Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance Songwriters: Stefani Germanotta, Nadir Khayat, Aliaune Thiam I love this record baby but I can’t see straight anymore I got it, just stay close enough to get it


