Tired of the repetition
Tired of your lies
Tired of that nasty kitchen
Tired of the fights
The dead job is a numbing drag
Slowly dying in each frame
Now the only way to save her
Is get her to the disco Oh,
Mommy's in the dance floor
Oh, Mommy's in the dance floor Oh,
Mommy's in the dance for me
Where's that little dirty girl
The one you left behind?
Pull out all those FM heels
Leave the AM flats behind
Deep out on the dance floor You always a grinder
In the beat like it's your job Always here to work,
twerk,
twerk
Oh, Mommy's in the dance floor Oh,
Mommy's in the dance floor
Oh,
Mommy's in the dance for me
Mommy's in the dance floor 못 해
She was reincarnated With a sip of wine
and all your girlfriends sweating out the night
crouching to the last song
when the DJ caught your eye
it's time to meet the morning rolling through sunshine
here is my bride
Oh,
mommy's here to dance for me