Intro: (Eminem making sounds) ok.. Guess who's back Back again Shady's back tell a friend Now everyone report to the dance floor To the dance floor, to the dance floor Now everyone report to the dance floor Alright Stop...Pajama time Verse 1: Come here little kiddies, on my lap Guess who's back with a brand new rap And i don't mean rap as in a new case of child molestation accusation Aah aah aah aah aah no worries, pappa's got a brand new bag of toys what else could i possibly do to make noise I done touched on everything, but little boys And that's not a stab at Micheal That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho I go a little bit crazy sometimes I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes Good god, dip, do a little slide Bend down, touch your toes and just glide Up the center of the dance floor Like TP for my bung hole and it's cool if you let one go Nobody's gonna know who'd hear it Give a little "poot poot", it's ok (Fart Sound) Oops my cd just skipped And everyone just heard you let one rip Chorus: Now I'm gonna make you dance It's your chance Yeah boy shake that ass, Oops i mean girl girl girl girl Now you know you're my world Alright now lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Just lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Go crazy Aah aah aah aah aah Oh baby Aah aah Oh baby baby aah aah VERSE 2 It's Friday and it's my day Chance to party all the way to sunday Maybe till monday, i dunno what day Everyday's just a holiday Crusin' on the freeway Feelin' kinda breezy Get the top down, let my hair blow I dunno where i'm goin' All I know is when i get there Someones gonna touch my body Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk But I'm feelin just a little stressed out from work Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out...yeah Now what's your name girl What's your sign Dr Dre: Man, you must be up out your mind Dre aah aah Beer goggles,blind I'm just trying to unwind.. (fades into)Now I'm.. Chorus: Now I'm gonna make you dance It's your chance Yeah boy shake that ass, Oops i mean girl girl girl girl Now you know you're my world Alright now lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Just lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Go crazy Aah aah aah aah aah Oh baby Aah aah Oh baby baby aah aah Verse 3: It's Tuesday and I'm locked up I'm in jail and i don't know what happened They say I was running butt naked Down the street screaming Aah aah aah aah aah Your honor I'm sorry, I don't remember All I know is this much I'm not guilty They said save it boy We got you on tape Telling an old lady to "touch my body" Now this is the part where the rap breaks down It gets real tense, no one makes a sound Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves Now step back to reality Look it's B.Rabbit You signed me up to battle? I'm a grown man chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba I don't have any lines to go right here so Duba duba teletubie fella's what? fella's yeah? Grab you left (nut), make right one jealous what? Black girls White girls Skinny girls Fat girls Tall girls Small girls I'm calling all girls Everyone report to the dance floor It's your chance for a little romance or Butt squeezing it's the season Just go aah aah aah aah It's so appeasin Chorus: Now I'm gonna make you dance It's your chance Yeah boy shake that ass, Oops i mean girl girl girl girl Girl you know you're my world Alright now lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Just lose it Aah aah aah aah aah Go crazy Aah aah aah aah aah Oh baby Aah aah Oh baby baby aah aah Outro: Mmmmm touch my body Mmmmm touch my body Ooh boy just touch my body I mean girl just touch my body
