"Microphone" lyrics - KESHA

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

[Pre-Chorus:]
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)

[Chorus:]
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

[Pre-Chorus:]
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)

[Chorus:]
Microphone, boy
It was your microphone (microphone)
Microphone, boy
It was your microphone (microphone)

[Bridge:]
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)

[Pre-Chorus:]
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)

[Chorus:]
Microphone, boy
It was your microphone (microphone)
Microphone, boy
It was your microphone