Middle of the Dancefloor

This is a song for Saturday night
 Wherever you are
 You might be in Miami
 You might be in London
 You might be in Atlanta
 You might be in New York
 I mean this is that straight up big club anthem
 Make your way to the dance floor
 Make your way to the dance floor
 Put your fuckin' drink down
 I arrive at the spot
 And you know it's 'bout to pop
 'Cause the line is down the block
 But I don't pay that no mind
 We drive around the block
 Pull the ride up in the lot
 And these boys are pipin' hot
 You know what we about to do
 'Cause the energy's high
 I just might
 Take off my shirt when I get inside
 Make new friends while the records spin
 You might catch me there with a stupid grin
 You can't tell who's who by the way we blend
 Don't even care how much I spend
 Next week I'm gonna do it again
 Next week I'm gonna do it again
 In the middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 Make my way, make my way
 To the middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 Make my way there, make my way there
 Flashing lights all around
 Floor vibrates from the pumpin' sound
 Feels like we in the jungle now
 Feels like we in trouble now
 'Cause there's boys all around me in a line
 One by one we start to grind
 I could do this every night
 Even Beyonce moves to the right
 'Cause the energy's high
 I just might
 Take off my shirt when I get inside
 Make new friends while the records spin
 You might catch me there with a stupid grin
 You can't tell who's who by the way we blend
 Don't even care how much I spend
 Next week I'm gonna do it again
 Next week I'm gonna do it again
 In the middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 Make my way, make my way
 To the middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 Make my way there, make my way there
 Now if you over at the bar, you need to put that drink down
 Come out the bathroom, go by the DJ
 Get up on the stage, get up on a box
 Take a deep breath, now bounce
 Sometimes I hear a beat, don't know what to do
 Feeling this heat consumed with the groove
 Shackled to the floor, there's no escape
 The rhythm's so ill, I can't be late cause
 I'm moving over here
 I'm moving over there
 I'm moving all around
 To the beat, to the sound here we go now
 'Cause the energy's high
 I just might
 Take off my shirt when I get inside
 Make new friends while the records spin
 You might catch me there with a stupid grin
 You can't tell who's who by the way we blend
 Don't even care how much I spend
 Next week I'm gonna do it again
 Next week I'm gonna do it again
 In the middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 Make my way, make my way
 To the middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 Make my way there, make my way there
 In the middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 Make my way, make my way
 To the middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 The middle of the dance floor
 Make my way there, make my way there