Kesha - Microphone lyrics

At the spring water on the west end
Sippin' on somethin' and I saw you strummin'
Through the lust and the lovers
We locked eyes up on stage you're so fun
Was it the way you were lookin' at me?
Or the scar on your pretty face?
Maybe your tight black jeans, boy
I want a taste boy, I want a taste, oh

If you really wanna know what got me hot
What's said, let's go, I don't wanna stop
It was your (Microphone)
Let me put it into words what got me off
Made me into a freak, what I really want
It was your (Microphone)

Microphone, boy
It was your microphone (Microphone)
Microphone, boy
It was your microphone (Microphone)

You're in the back of your Gibson
All pretty and grey put those fingers on me
I want it all the way
You sing about lovers you've had before
Tonight I'll be the one you'll be singing for
I'm really tickled tonight
I like the way that I'm seein' you
Yeah, you're in my bed
I wanna see you naked, oh

If you really wanna know what got me hot
What's said, let's go, I don't wanna stop
It was your (Microphone)
Let me put it into words what got me off
Made me into a freak, what I really want
It was your (Microphone)

Microphone, boy
It was your microphone (Microphone)
Microphone, boy
It was your microphone (Microphone)

Microphone, microphone
Microphone, microphone
Microphone, boy, it was your microphone
(Easy, sit back, play me)
Microphone, boy, it was your microphone
(Just sit back, black guitar)

Was it the way you were lookin' at me?
Or the scar on your pretty face?
Maybe your tight black jeans, boy
I want a taste boy, I want a taste, oh
If you really wanna know what got me hot
We'll sail, let's go, I don't wanna stop
It was your (Microphone)
Let me put it into words what got me off
Made me into a freak, what I really want
It was your (Microphone)

Microphone, boy
It was your microphone (Microphone)
Microphone, boy it was your microphone