3 lyrics by Britney Spears

3 lyrics by Britney Spears

You must know about me, so you best believe what you're told
When the world laid eyes on me, they knew God had struck gold
The stars move for me and I've got the crowds at my command
I could make angels cry with the slightest touch of my hand

I've got a killer instinct and I just wanna find my prey
All this (uhh) they write about me, do you think I have the time of day?
So when you've got the prize, you can find me in the usual place
Bring him to me with his head upon a silver plate...

Honey I was never a sinner though it's been said you're a saint
So when I start running this town, will you be ready to obey?

I got 'em, I got 'em
Got the ground shaking, hear these hearts breaking
Think I got 'em, I got em

Three (uh), three (huh), three, three, three, three, three (what)
Peter, Paul and Mary were having a threesome
Threesome, threesome, three, three, three, three, threesome
Threesome, threesome, three, three, three, three, threesome

He's Italian but my gosh, he knows the English language so well
But still the only word he can figure out is Britney,
I got this young boy trapped in my hell.

I'll leave the money on the table
I need a man, not a boy, who is ready, willing and able
Do you think you could handle the fire?
Serve my fetishes, live up to my flames of desire?

I got 'em, I got 'em
Got the ground shaking, hear these hearts breaking
Think I got 'em, I got em

Three (uh), three (huh), three, three, three, three, three (what)
Peter, Paul and Mary were having a threesome
Threesome, threesome, three, three, three, three, threesome
Threesome, threesome, three, three, three, three, threesome
What would Jesus say?
Tell me, what would Jesus do?
If he saw me right now,
Praying on my knees to you.

I can make you feel like velveteen
Sweet sixteen on this halloween
Got neighbours calling police when we scream

Like the way I work the boys, the way I work this spot
Like the way they love my voice and they love what I got
You can't compete with perfection, baby, don't mess around
When I call the curtain on your show, do you mind stepping down?
There's only room for one circus in this town...
Talk about dynamite, but I'm the one blowing up (I keep gettin' better)

Three (uh), three (huh), three, three, three, three, three (what)
Peter, Paul and Mary were having a threesome
Threesome, threesome, three, three, three, three, threesome
Threesome, threesome, three, three, three, three, threesome
What would Jesus say?
Tell me, what would Jesus do?
If he saw me right now,
Praying on my knees to you.