Guilty Pleasure

I've listened to it a million times, and these are the lyrics I heard:

And I came here to make you dance tonight I don’t care if I’m a guilty pleasure for you. And I don’t even know What kind of fool you’re takin' me for So you’ve got some brand new clothes You never could afford before Oh god just spare us all We don’t care anymore We just wanna get down on the floor You sell yourself to make it You can dish it but can you really take it? (can you really take it?)

You’re never gonna care about nothing (all I want) ‘cause nothing’s what you got in your head (all I) so stop pretending

Chorus: And I came here to make you dance tonight I don’t care if I’m a guilty pleasure for you Shut up ‘cause we won’t stop We’re gettin’ down til the sun’s coming up X2

And I don’t even read What the papers got to say about me Oh, no I can’t believe They take it so serious Seriously

I’m so butt ugly Don’t talk anymore Shut your mouth and get down on the floor So cynical, oh baby I can dish it ‘cause I know how to take it

You’re never gonna win them all (All I want) So fuck ‘em if they can’t take a joke I’m just playing

Chorus x2

And maybe someday I’ll believe (maybe someday I’ll believe) That we are all a part of some greater plan Tonight I just don’t give a damn (so shut your mouth it’s time to dance) If the world is ending, I’m throwing the party

Chorus x3