They will sing multiple songs a night, they probably practice daily, they sound darn good — and they know it. Then you have the requisite drunk girls, who strut to the microphone with booze in hand, slurring their way through some Shania Twain song without actually knowing the words, the pitch, the melody, or that everyone is secretly laughing at how ridiculous they look. My favorite group is probably the older generation who show up and prove they still got it.
By Kelly Parker. The karaoke world is alive and kicking. Stay up 'til the sun Howl at the moon Baby, tell me the truth Do I make you wanna Karaoke in the neon light Go to Vegas, stay up all night See if we can find a cheap flight Little 7, come 11, baby, roll those dice? Do I make you feel pretty Do I make you wanna lean back, lay back and kiss me?
Do you wanna roll with me To the mountains, to the beach, to a party in the city? Do you wanna take in a broadway show Or maybe just stay low? I gotta know now Do I Make you wanna dance real slow?
Do I make you turn into somebody else? Do you feel like you can finally be yourself? Baby, tell me now Do I Make you wanna dance real slow? Out in the middle of nowhere now? We can take it back downtown You know I don't care now Just wanna take you there now Do I Make you wanna dance real slow? Stay up 'til the sun? Howl at the moon? Tell me do I make you wanna Stay up 'til the sun?
Baby, tell me the truth Do I make you wanna Let your hair down Play a little truth or dare now Act just like you don't care now Baby Go flyin' down a two lane road Ah, babe, tell me Do I make you wanna? Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
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