Microphone

98 Degrees - Microphone

When I’m done with you

You’ll be able to carry a tune

I’mma take you to school

And teach you how to use this microphone

Oh oh oh

Like oh oh oh

I’ll make you scream at the top of your lungs

Like oh oh oh whoa

Hey lady, grab the microphone

And say “do-re-mi-fa-so-oh-oh-oh”

Yeah baby, you’re wound up and ready to blow

Like do-re-mi-fa-so-oh-oh-oh

Oh oh oh-oh oh

Oh oh oh-oh-oh

Hey lady, grab the microphone

And say “do-re-mi-fa-so-oh-oh-oh”

Put this in your hands (Put this in your hands!)

And hold it up to your lips

We can be a two-piece band

And make some hits while you sing in this microphone

Oh oh oh

Like oh oh oh

I’ll make you scream at the top of your lungs

Like oh oh oh whoa

Hey lady, grab the microphone

And say “do-re-mi-fa-so-oh-oh-oh”

Yeah baby, you’re wound up and ready to blow

Like do-re-mi-fa-so-oh-oh-oh

Oh oh oh-oh oh

Oh oh oh-oh-oh

Hey lady, grab the microphone

And say “do-re-mi-fa-so-oh-oh-oh”

How would it taste?

Can you put your money where your mouth is?

You can make no mistakes

You got a promise to try and do the best you can

The best you can

You better do your best

The best you can

So come and sing in this microphone oh oh oh

Hey lady, grab the microphone (Like oh oh oh)

And say “do-re-mi-fa-so-oh-oh-oh” (I’ll make you scream at the top of your lungs)

Yeah baby, you’re wound up and ready to blow (Like oh oh oh)

Like do-re-mi-fa-so-oh-oh-oh (In this microphone oh oh oh)

Hey lady, grab the microphone (Like oh oh oh)

And say “do-re-mi-fa-so-oh-oh-oh” (I’ll make you scream at the top of your lungs)

Yeah baby, you’re wound up and ready to blow (Like oh oh oh)

Like do-re-mi-fa-so-oh-oh-oh (Oh oh)