EN Blood On The Dance Floor 1997

[Jana]

Michael Jackson Albums
Blood On The Dance Floor (HIStory In The Mix)
Blood On The Dance Floor

She got your number
She know your game
She put you under
It’s so insane

Since you seduced her
How does it feel
To know that woman
Is out to kill

Every night stance is like takin’ a chance
It’s not about love and romance
And now you’re gonna get it

Every hot man is out takin’ a chance
It’s not about love and romance
And now you do regret it

To escape the world
I got to enjoy that simple dance
And it seemed that everything was on my side
(Blood on my side)
She seemed to say like it was love
And true romance
And now she’s out to get me
But I just can’t take it
Just can’t break it

Susie got your number
And Susie ain’t your friend
Look who took you under
With seven inches in
Blood is on the dance floor
Blood is on the knife
Susie got your number
And Susie says it’s right

She got your number
How does it feel
To know the stranger
Is out to kill

She got your baby
It happened fast
If you could only erase the past

Every night stance is like takin’ a chance
It’s not about love and romance
And now you’re gonna get it

Every hot man is out takin’ a chance
It’s not about love and romance
And now you do regret it

To escape the world
I got to enjoy that simple dance
And it seemed that everything was on my side
(Blood on my side)
She seemed to say like it was love
And true romance
And now she’s out to get me
But I just can’t take it
Just can’t break it

Susie got your number
And Susie ain’t your friend
Look who took you under
With seven inches in
Blood is on the dance floor
Blood is on the knife
Susie got your number
And Susie says it’s right

Susie got your number
Susie ain’t your friend
(It’s going down, baby)
Look who took you under
She stuck seven inches in
Blood is on the dance floor
Blood is on the knife
(It’s going down, baby)
Susie got your number
You know Susie says it’s right

It was blood on the dance floor
(Blood on the dance floor)
And I just can’t take it
The girl won’t break it

[Jana]

Michael Jackson Albums
Blood On The Dance Floor (HIStory In The Mix)
Morphine

He got flat, baby
Kicked in the back, baby
A heart attack, baby
I hate your power

A hot bitch, honey
He dug the ditch, baby
You make me sick, baby
So unreliable

I’m such a swine, baby
All down the line, debby
I hate your kind, baby
So unreliable

A hot buzz, baby
He want the buzz, baby
Another drug, baby
You don’t deserve it

Trust in me
Trust in me
Put all your trust in me
You’re doin’ morphine

“You heard what the Doctor said?”

He got the place, baby
Kicked in the face, baby
He hate your race, baby
You’re not a liar

You’re every lick, baby
Your dog’s a bitch, baby
You make me sick, baby
You talk survival

She never come for me
She never want, baby
I got you up, baby
You’re just a rival

Always a play, daddy
Right up your league, debby
You’re throwin’ shade, daddy
So undesirable

Trust in me
Just in me
Put all your trust in me
She doin’ morphine
Go on, baby

Relax, this won’t hurt you
Before I put it in
Close your eyes and count to ten
Don’t cry, I won’t convert you
There’s no need to dismay
Close your eyes and drift away
Demerol, Demerol
Oh God, he’s taking Demerol
Demerol, Demerol
Oh God, he’s taking Demerol

He’s trying hard to convince her
To give him more of what he had
Today he wants it twice as bad
Don’t cry, I won’t resent you
Yesterday you had his trust
Today he’s taking twice as much
Demerol, Demerol
Oh God, he’s taking Demerol
Demerol, Demerol
Oh my, he’s got his Demerol

“You heard what the Doctor said?”

He got shit, baby
Your dog’s a bitch, baby
You make me sick, baby
You are a liar
He shoot the game, daddy
Deep in the pain, baby
You’re all the same, baby
You’re so reliable

Trust in me
Trust in me
Put all your trust in me
She’s doin’ morphine

You just sit around
You’re talkin’ of it
You’re takin’ morphine
Go on, baby
You just sit around
Try talkin’ about it
You’re takin’ morphine
Just sit around
Just talkin’ nothin’ about it
She takin’ morphine
You just sit around
You talkin’ about it
You’re takin’ morphine
You just sit around
Just talkin’ nothin’
And takin’ morphine
Somethin’s goin’ down, baby
You’re talkin’ morphine
Go on, baby
Do it
She’s takin’ morphine
Morphine
Morphine

[Jana]

Michael Jackson Albums
Blood On The Dance Floor (HIStory In The Mix)
Superfly Sister

Love ain’t what it used to be
That is what they’re tellin’ me
Push it in, stick it out
That ain’t what it’s all about

He wanna do something keen to you
He wanna wrap his arms all around you, girl
He wanna shake it up
Shake it down
Doin’ it right
He wanna jump back
Half flat
Doin’ it right
He wanna lay you down
Turn it up
Kicking it loose
He wanna fly high, now, now, baby for you
He wanna motor-mouth, motor-run
Give it back
He wanna shake it up
Shake it down
Do it now, ha, ha

Love ain’t what it used to be
That is what they’re tellin’ me
Push it in, stick it out
That ain’t what it’s all about

Susie like to agitate
Get the boy and make him wait
Mothers preachin’ Abraham
Brothers they don’t give a damn

He wanna do somethin’ keen to you
He wanna wrap his arms all around you, girl
He wanna do it up
Keep it hot
Deep in the night
He wanna eye ball
Get all
Playin’ it right
He wanna turn the key
Work the sheets
Move to the left
He wanna hot stub
Hot love
Makin’ it wet

He wanna give a hot jump shot
Move to the left
He wanna time bomb
Slam dunk, huh, huh, huh

Love ain’t what it used to be
That is what they’re tellin’ me
Push it in, stick it out
That ain’t what it’s all about

Sister say she love him some
(She’s doin’ it, she’s doin’ it)
God is jammin’ on the run
Mothers preachin’ Abraham
Brothers they don’t give a damn

Johnny’s begging pretty please
Keep the brother on his knees
Susie likes to agitate
(She’s doin’ it, she doin’ it)
Get the boy and make him wait

Sister’s married to a hood
Sayin’ that she got it good
Holy Mary mercy me
Can’t believe the things I see

Thinkin’ that we got it great
We doin’ what they used to hate
Push it in, stick it out
(Keep doin’ it, you doin’ it)
That ain’t what it’s all about
(That ain’t what it’s all about)

Keep doin’ it, you’re dirty
Keep doin’ it, you’re dirty
Keep dirty, you’re naughty
You’re doin’ it, you’re dirty
You’re dirty, you’re doin’ it
You’re nasty, you’re doin’ it
Keep dirty, keep dirty
You really don’t want it

[Jana]

Michael Jackson Albums
Blood On The Dance Floor (HIStory In The Mix)
Ghosts

There’s a ghost down in the hall
There’s a ghoul upon the bed
There’s something in the walls
There’s blood upon the stairs
And it’s floating through the room
And there’s nothing I can see
And I know its restless tune
Because now it’s haunting me
I don’t understand it
Don’t understand it

There’s a thumping in the floor
There’s a creep behind the door
There’s a rocking in the chair
But there’s no one sitting there
There’s a ghostly smell around
But nobody to be found
And a coffin nearly open
Where a restless soul is floating
Don’t understand it
Don’t understand it

And who gave you the right to scare my family
And who gave you the right to shake my baby
She needs me
And who gave you the right to shake my family tree
You put a knife in my back
Shot an arrow in me
Tell me are you the ghost of jealousy
The ghost of jealousy

There’s a thumping in the floor
There’s a creep behind the door
There’s a rocking in the chair
But nobody’s sitting there
There’s a ghostly smell around
But nobody to be found
And a coffin nearly open
Where a restless soul is floating
Don’t understand it
Don’t understand it
You just don’t know

And who gave you the right to scare my family
And who gave you the right to scare my baby
She needs me
And who gave you the right to shake my family tree
And who gave you the right to make intrusion to see me
And who gave you the right to shake my family
And who gave you the right to hurt my baby
She needs me
And who gave you the right to shake my family tree
You put a knife in my back
Shot an arrow in me
Tell me are you the ghost of jealousy
A suckin’ ghost of jealousy

[Jana]

Michael Jackson Albums
Blood On The Dance Floor (HIStory In The Mix)
Is It Scary

There’s a ghost down in the hall
There’s a ghoul beneath the bed
Now it’s coming through the walls
Now it’s climbing up the stairs
There’s a spirit in the dark
Hear the beating of his heart
Can you feel it in the air
’Cause they’re hiding everywhere

I’m gonna be
Exactly what you wanna see
It’s you who’s taunting me
Because you’re wanting me
To be the stranger in the night
Am I amusing you
Or just confusing you
Am I the beast you visualized

And if you wanna see
Eccentric oddities
I’ll be grotesque before your eye
Let them all materialize

Is that scary for you, baby
Am I scary for you, boy
Is this scary for you, babe
Is this scary for you
You know the stranger is you
Is this scary for you, baby

There’s a creaking on the floor
There’s a creep behind the door
There’s a rocking in the chair
But nobody’s sitting there
There’s a ghastly smell around
But nobody to be found
And a coffin nearly open
Where a restless soul is pokin’

I am gonna be exactly what you gonna see
So did you come to me
To see your fantasies
Perform before your very eyes
A haunting ghostly treat
The ghoulish trickery
And spirits dancing in the night

But if you came to see
The truth, the purity
It’s here inside a lonely heart
So let the performance start

Is that scary for you, baby
Am I scary for you, boy
Am I scary for you, babe
Am I scary for you, boy
So tell me is this scary for you, baby
Tell me
So tell me is that crazy for you, baby
Am I scary for you
You know the stranger is you
Am I scary for you

Masquerade the heart
Is the heart of hurting soul
Just not what you see girl in me
’Cause the heart reveals the proof
Like a mirror reveals the truth
See the evil one is you

Wanna talk about it
Tell me
Don’t wanna talk about it
I don’t wanna talk about it
What’s scary for you, baby
Is this scary for you
I’m tired of being abused
You know you’re scaring me too
I think the evil is you
Is this scary for you, baby