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I've been a girl
With her skirt pulled high,
But New York has no running with mascara eyes.
I see the world as a candy store.
With a cigarette smile, saying things you can't ignore.
Like mommy I love you.
Daddy I hate you.
Brother I need you.
Lover hey, fuck you.
I can see everything.
Here with my third eye,
Like the blue in the sky.

Chorus:
If god is a dj,
Life is the dance floor.
Love is the rhythm.
You are the music.

If god is a dj,
Life is the dance floor
You get what you're giving.
It's all how you use it.

I've been a girl,
With a finger in the air
Unaffected by rumors, the truth, I don't care.
So open your mouth,
Stick out your tongue.
Mind as well let go, 
You can' take back what you've done.
Spawn a new lifestyle.
No reason to smile.
Look for nirvana.
Under the strobe light,
Secrets and sex strings
You whisper to me.
There's no reason to cry.

Chrous:
If god is a dj,
Life is the dance floor.
Love is the rhythm.
You are the music.

If god is a dj,
Life is the dance floor.
You get what you're giving.
It's all how you use it.

Take what you get 
And you get what you give.
I said don't run from yourself
And there's nowhere to live.
I got a record in my back.
You should give it a spin.
Put your hands in the air,
So that life can begin. (Life can begin)

(If god is a dj,
Then life is a dance floor.)

Chorus (3x)