Get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up
Paparazzi flashing
You jump on the stage
Sitting in the crowd and
I'm watching
(watching) baby
Keepers in the back
You're under attack
They're screaming your name
But I don't give a damn
Cause I like it
(like it) I like it
(I like it)
Turn the spotlight up
Move a little ?
You're my dirty rock boy
Turn the mic way up
Sweat a little on the crowd
You're my dirty rock boy
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
Finishing your encore
I'm sipping champagne
Rock star, rock star
You make me so hot
Body burning up a fever
Don't make me wait
Meet me in your dressing room
I want it
(want it) I want it
(want it)
Turn the spotlight up
Move a little ?
You're my dirty rock boy
Turn the mic way up
Sweat a little on the crowd
You're my dirty rock boy
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
Second that I saw you
I could feel an attraction
Play me like a guitar and get into action
Second that I saw you
I could feel an attraction
Play me like a guitar and swing, swing, swing, swing
Turn the spotlight up
Move a little ?
You're my dirty rock boy
Turn the mic way up
Sweat a little on the crowd
You're my dirty rock boy
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
(Get up, get up, get up)
Are you ready to roll, my rock boy?
Writer(s): Britney Spears, Nicole Louise Morier, Gregory Allen Kurstin
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