Step right up, ladies and gents, to Britney's tantalizing spectacle where the spotlight never dims! In this sultry number, our pop princess invites you to a VIP experience that's all about intimacy and allure. Picture a dazzling performance just for you—no crowds, just Britney commanding your undivided attention. With lyrics dripping in seduction, she struts her stuff, spinning and twerking like there's no tomorrow. It's a private showcase of her most spectacular tricks and immaculate encores, designed to leave you breathless and begging for an encore. So pull up a chair, let the curtains close, and enjoy the exclusive magic of Britney's captivating charm!
Private Show
Lyrics
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I want your attention in this room
Your eyes on mine
Sit you down, hop onto your pot of gold
You make me come alive
Swing it to the left, swing it to the right
Strutting on the stage, center of the lights
Dripping in smiles, they come on down
Take your seat now
Put on a private show
Pull the curtains until they close
I put on a private show
We'll be whiling all on the low
Work it, work it, boy watch me work it
Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it
Work it, work it, boy watch me work it
Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it
Put on a private show
Pull the curtains until they close
I put on a private show
We'll be whiling all on the low
We don't need crowds, we just need us
Put my feelings up, about to be rough
All my tricks, they're spectacular
My encore is immaculate
Swing it to the left, swing it to the right
Strutting on the stage, center of the lights
Dripping in smiles, they come on down
Take your seat now
Put on a private show
Pull the curtains until they close
I put on a private show
We'll be whiling all on the low
Work it, work it, boy watch me work it
Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it
Work it, work it, boy watch me work it
Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it
Put on a private show
Pull the curtains until they close
I put on a private show
We'll be whiling all on the low
Strut it out, strut it out, eyes on me (eyes on me)
Watch me strike a pose, feel my heat (feel my heat)
Spin around, spin around, three-sixty
Ain't no boundaries here, the camera speaks
Ooh, ooh, baby, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby, baby
Ooh, ooh, so entertaining
Ooh, ooh
Put on a private show
Pull the curtains until they close
I put on a private show
We'll be whiling all on the low
Work it, work it, boy watch me work it
Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it
Work it, work it, boy watch me work it
Slide down my pole, watch me spin it and twerk it
Put on a private show
Pull the curtains until they close
I put on a private show
We'll be whiling all on the low
Curtains are closing now
Guess that's the end
Can we go again?
Can we do it all again?
Nah, I'll take a bow
Up, down, run it 'round
Tasting all my apple pie
Apple pie, satisfy
Writer(s): BRITNEY SPEARS, CARLA WILLIAMS, TRAMAINE WINFREY, SIMON SMITH
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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