RUNWAY Songtext
von Lady Gaga & Doechii

No matter what
No matter what
You got to strut

Walk, I′m feelin' fab, I′m feelin' free
I feel exceptionally me
Hate all you want, but I'm dangerous
You gon′ burn your tongue on this tea
Might show up late, might be on time
Just wait, I′m comin', GG
This paparazzi routine
I came to be seen

Yes, serve a little sass
Yes, with a little side of (Ooh)
Yes, got the front row screamin′, "Okay, okay"
Yes, do a little twirl
Yes, let 'em know I′m that girl
Yes, Monday through Sunday


I could turn a dance floor into a runway
(Turn it up, turn it up)
Monday through Sunday
I could turn a dance floor into a runway
(Turn it up, turn it up)
Monday through Sunday
I could turn a dance floor into a runway

I could turn a dance floor into a runway
Tell 'em make room, my body′s a entrée
I could turn a mad hater into a fan
Cameras flashin', lights on, turn it up
Click, click, click, click everywhere I go
Get it, can't get me, face card froze
Never gon′ see me waitin′ at the door, no
Get out the way

Yes, serve a little sass
Yes, with a little side of (Ooh)
Yes, got the front row screamin', "Okay, okay"
Yes, do a little twirl
Yes, let ′em know I'm that girl
Yes, Monday through Sunday


I could turn a dance floor into a runway
(Turn it up, turn it up)
Monday through Sunday
I could turn a dance floor into a runway
(Turn it up, turn it up)
Monday through Sunday
I could turn a dance floor into a runway

(Turn it up, turn it up)
Monday through Sunday
I could turn a dance floor into a runway

(Turn it up, turn it up)
I could turn a dance floor into a runway

Pose, I ain′t scared of no cameras
Born for the runway
Sashay, Dolce
Pose, I ain't scared of no cameras
Born for the runway
Sashay, Dolce

You′re on my runway
You're on my runway
You're on my runway
You′re on my runway
You′re on my runway
You're on my runway
Monday through Sunday
I could turn a dance floor into a runway