Lyrics Panic! At The Disco – Hey Ya!
Text:
One, two, three!
My baby don’t mess around
‘Cause she loves me so
This I know fo sho!
But can’t stand to see me walk out tha door
Don’t try to fight the feeling
Because the thought alone is killin’ me right now
Thank God for Mom and Dad
For sticking to together
Like we don’t know how
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
You think you’ve got it, oh, you think you’ve got it
But «got it» just don’t get it ’til there’s nothing at all
We’ve been together, oh, we’ve been together
But separate’s always better when there’s feelings involved
If what they say is «Nothing is forever»
Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes
Then what makes, what makes, what makes love the exception?
So why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh
Are we so in denial when we know we’re not happy here?
Y’all don’t want to hear me, you just want to dance
Hey ya!
Don’t want to meet your daddy (oh ohh)
Just want you in my caddy (oh ohh)
Hey ya! (oh, oh!) Hey ya! (oh, oh!)
Don’t want to meet your momma
I’m (oh, oh) I’m (oh, oh) I’m just being honest! (oh, oh)
I’m just being honest!
Ah! Here we go now
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it like a Polaroid picture! Hey ya!
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it like a Polaroid
Hey ya! (oh, oh) Hey ya! (oh, oh)
Hey ya! (oh, oh) Hey ya! (oh, oh)
Hey ya! (oh, oh) Hey ya! (oh, oh)