Turn Up The Radio - Madonna vs. Laidback Luke

Yo, yo I'm cruising down the block

Just bonking, bombing

Looking for a party

There's jumping, moving

With the girls, they got the body

There's banging, stupid

I wanna get it started

Get wild, get moving (Oh yeah)

When the world starts to get you down

And nothing seems to go your way

And the noise of the maddening crowd

Makes you feel like you're going to go insane

There's a glow of a distant light

Calling you to come outside

To feel the wind on your face and your skin

And it's here I begin my story

Turn up the radio

Turn up the radio

Don't ask me where I wanna go

We gotta turn up the radio

Turn down the noise and turn up the volume

Don't have a choice 'cause the temperature's pounding

If leaving this place is the last thing I do

Then I want to escape with a person just like you

Buzzin' around like a moth to a flame

I'm so sick and tired of playing this game

We gotta have fun if that's all that we do

Gotta shake up the system and break all the rules

Gotta turn up the radio until the speakers blow

Turn up the radio

Turn up the radio

Don't ask me where I wanna go

We gotta turn up the radio

Pumpin' party people

Yo, we don't bring no ego (Hell, no)

Let me see you shake your bum now (Everybody turn it up)

My boombox keeps it jamming

Turn up the radio

Come on, people, gonna bump this jam

Pump it up, we make the club go high

Make the club go high (T-t-turn it up)

Come on, people, gonna bump this jam

Bump this jam

Bu-bump this jam

(T-turn it up)