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*verse1
I'm sick and tired of hearing all these people talk about
(ÀÌÁ¨ Á¤¸»ÀÌÁö »ç¶óµéÀÌ ¿ì¸®¿¡ ´ëÇØ ¸»ÇÏ´Â °É µè´Âµ¥´Â ½Å¹°ÀÌ ³ª)
What's the deal with this 'Pop' life
(ÀÌ ÆË°¡¼ö »îÀÇ Àαâ¿Í)
And when is it gonna fade out?
(¾ðÁ¦Âë ±× ÀαⰡ »ç¶óÁú±î¿¡ ´ëÇÑ À̾߱âµé)
The thing you got to realize
(³ÊÈñµéÀÌ ¾Ë¾ÆµÖ¾ß ÇÒ ÇÑ °¡Áö´Â)
What we're doing is not a trend
(¿ì¸®°¡ ÇÏ´Â ÀÏÀº ÇÑ ¶§ÀÇ À¯ÇàÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï¶ó´Â °Å¾ß)
We got the gift of melody
(¿ì¸®¿¡°Õ Ÿ°í³­ À½¾Ç¼ºÀÌ ÀÖ°í)
We're gonna bring it 'till the end
(¸¶Áö¸·±îÁöµµ ÁöÄѳª°¥ °Å´Ï±î)

*verse2
Now why you wanna try to classify the type of thing we do
(¿Ö ³ÊÈñµéÀº ¿ì¸®°¡ ÇÏ´Â ÀÏ¿¡ ÀÌ·¯Äô Àú·¯Äô Å並 ´Þ·ÁÇÏÁö?)
'Cause we're just fine doing what we like
(¿ì¸®´Â ¿ì¸®°¡ ÁÁ¾ÆÇÏ´Â ÀÏÀ» Çϸ鼭 Àß »ì°í ÀÖÀݾÆ)
Can we say the same for you?
(¾îµð Çѹø ¶È°°ÀÌ ¸»ÇØÁÙ±î?)
Tired of feeling all around me animosity
(¿ì¸® ÁÖÀ§¸¦ µÑ·¯½Ñ ½Ã±â¿Í ÁúÅõ¸¦ ´À³¢´Â °Íµµ Áö°Ü¿ö)
Just worry 'bout yours 'cause I'm gonna get mine
(±×³É ´Ï ÀÏÀ̳ª ÇØ, ¿ì¸° ¿ì¸® ÀÏÀ» ÇÒ Å״ϱî)
People, can't you see?
(³ÊÈñµé, Á¤¸» ¸ð¸£°Ú¾î?)

(It doesn't matter)
(ÀÌ·±°Ç ÀüÇô Áß¿äÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ)
Of the car I got or the ice 'round my neck
(³»°¡ Ÿ´Â Â÷³ª ³» ¸ñ¿¡ °É¸° º¸¼® µûÀ§´Â)
(All that matters)
(Á¤¸» Áß¿äÇÑ °Ç)
Is that you recognize that it's just about respect
(³ÊÈñ°¡ ÀÌ°Ô Á¸Áß¿¡ °üÇÑ ¹®Á¦¶ó´Â °É ±ú´Ý´Â °ÅÁö)
(It doesn't matter)
(ÀüÇô Áß¿äÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ)
Of the clothes I wear and where I go and why
(³»°¡ ÀÔ´Â ¿ÊÀ̳ª Àå¼Ò, ±× ÀÌÀ¯ µûÀ§´Â)
(All that matters)
(Á¤¸» Áß¿äÇÑ °Ç)
is it gets you high and We do it to you everytime
(ÀÌ ³ë·¡´Â ³ÊÈñ¸¦ µé¶ß°Ô ÇÏ°í, ¿ì¸®´Â ¸Å¹ø ±×·¸°Ô ¸¸µç´Ù´Â °ÅÁö)

*Chorus

do you ever wonder why
(³ÊÈñµé Çѹøµµ ±Ã±ÝÇÏ°Ô »ý°¢ÇØ º» Àû ¾ø¾î?)
this music get's you high
(¿Ö ÀÌ À½¾ÇÀÌ ³ÊÈñ¸¦ µé¶ß°Ô ÇÏ°í)
takes you on a ride
(ÀÌ·¸°Ô ½Å³ª°Ô ÇÏ´Â °ÇÁö)
will it when your body starts to rock
(³ÊÈñ ¸öÀÌ ¼­¼­È÷ Èçµé¸®±â ½ÃÀÛÇÒ ¶§)
but baby you can't stop
(¸ØÃß·Á Çصµ ¸ØÃâ ¼ö ¾øÀ»°É)
cuz the music's all you got
(³Í ÀÌ¹Ì À½¾Ç¿¡ ¿ÏÀüÈ÷ ºüÁ®ÀÖÀ» Å״ϱî)
this must be
(ÀÌ·±°Ô ¹Ù·Î ±×)
dirty, dirty, dirty pop
(´õ·¯¿î...ÆËÀ̶ó±¸)

*Justin: Man, I'm tired of singing...
(À¸ ÀÌ·±, ³ë·¡Çϱâ Áö°Ü¿ö..)



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