Am G
There She Goes Looking Like A Star
Em F
With Her Body Shaped Like A Rock Guitar
Am G
There She Goes Like A Shooting Star
Em
Make You Wanna Play
F
Makes All The Boys Them Say
VERSE 1
Am
Yeah, The Way Her Body Moving Like A Hurricane
Thought I Knew What Sexy Was But UhUh that Just Changed
Am G Em F
She's A Pop Star, Rock Star (Ooo la ay yea yea yea)
Am G Em F
Fighter, Lover (Ooo la ay yea yea yea)
Am
She Knows Exactly What She's Doing, I Think She's A Pro
When She's Walking To The Room She Make Sure That She Know
Am G Em F
She's A Thriller, Killer (Ooo la ay yea yea yea)
Am G Em F
Dance-floor Filler (Ooo la ay yea yea yea)
Am G
There She Goes Looking Like A Star
Em F
With Her Body Shaped Like A Rock Guitar
Am G
There She Goes Like A Shooting Star
Em
Make You Wanna Play
F
Makes All The Boys Them Say
Am G Em F
There She Goes
Am G Em F
There She Goes...
VERSE 2
Am
Yeah She'll Grab You By The Hair And Make You Scream And Shout
She'd Like To Chew You Up And Then She'll Spit You Out
Am G Em F
She's A Pop Star, Rock Star (Ooo la ay yea yea yea)
Am G Em F
Fighter, Lover (Ooo la ay yea yea yea)
Am
Oh No Don't Think That girl a lighter, she Don't Give A What
Yeah She Likes To Play With Fire And She Burns It Up
Am G Em F
She's A Thriller, Killer (Ooo la ay yea yea yea)
Am G Em F
Dance-floor Filler (Ooo la ay yea yea yea)
Am G
There She Goes Looking Like A Star
Em F
With Her Body Shaped Like A Rock Guitar
Am G
There She Goes Like A Shooting Star
Em
Make You Wanna Play
F
Makes All The Boys Them Say
Am G Em F
There She Goes
Am G Em F
There She Goes...
PITBULL RAP: Am G Em F
CHORUS
Am G Em F
There She Goes
Am G Em F
There She Goes...