[Verse 1]
I stand here waiting for you to bang the gong
To crash the critic saying, "is it right or is it wrong?"
If only fame had an IV, baby could I bear
Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here
[Pre-Chorus]
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause
[Chorus]
Give me that thing that I love
(I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
(Make it real loud)
[Post-Chorus]
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
Make it real loud!
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
Make it real loud!
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
[Verse 2]
I've overheard your theory "Nostalgia's for geeks"
I guess sir, if you say so, some of us just like to read
One second I'm a Koons, then suddenly the Koons is me
Pop culture was in art, now art's in pop culture, in me
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[Post-Chorus]
[Bridge]
Woo...
Touch, touch
Woo...
Touch, touch, now...
Woo-oh-oh-oh...
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[Post-Chorus]
A-R-T-P-O-P
