Ooh Wee, Ooh Wee, Ooh, Wah Wah Wah Lyrics

You think, you think you're clever 'cause you started a craze,
But breakin, breakin, hearts has been done before.
And over, over-rated that's a word that describes you,
And you're aiming for a target that's been shot before.
Now you're holding out your hand because you want more,
You're holding out your hand because you want more.

So am I, am I a target?
A stationary victim who'd be easy to hit?
And this is, this is a shoot out,
Meet me at high noon.
And I'll knock your boots off.

You think you're oh so cool because you're winning the race,
But underdogs have come back and won before.
You're over-rated.
Now you're holding out your hand because you want more,
You're holding out your hand because you want more.

Am I, am I a target?
A stationary victim who'd be easy to hit?
This is, this is a shoot out.
So slide on your cowboy boots,
And draw your pistol.

Yeah with my finger on the trigger,
(Your arms around me)
The feeling inside me lingers.
(It's in the air)
Oh with my finger on the trigger,
(Your lips are pressed to mine)
My body's an addict and you are the fix.
Oh baby you are the fix.

Am I, am I a target?
A stationary victim who'd be easy to hit?
And this is, this is a shoot out.
Meet me at high noon,
And I'll knock your boots off.


Am I, am I a target?
A stationary victim who'd be easy to hit?
Yeah this is, this is a shoot out.
Meet me at high noon,
And I'll knock your boots off.