Show Me How You Burlesque piano leadsheet with chords

Underneath the city lights,

there is a life few know about,

where rules don't apply,

no; and you can't

keep a good girl

down.

(She comes through the club looking for a good time.

Gonna make that, shake that, money on a dime.

Don't need a sugar daddy;

she can work it just fine.

Up on the table, she'll be dancing Yeah,

night.) yeah hey,

(Wah ooh, ba ooh.)

doll y just comes to life (Wah ooh,

un ooh.)

der the spotlight.

(Wah ooh, All ooh.)

girls wanna fall in line.

(We say:)

Yeah.

(Here come the ladies, 'bout to give a little show.)

Yeah.

(Here go the boys, are yelling,

"show a little more.") (more.)

(more.) (more.)

Hit it up, get it up.

(Won't let you rest.)

Hit it up, get it up.

(This is not a test.)

Hit it up, get it up.

(Gotta give me your best.)

So, get your ass up, show me how you burlesque.

Hit it up, get it up.

(Won't let you rest.)

Hit it up, get it up.

(This is not a test.)

Hit it up, get it up.

(Gotta give me your best.)

So, get your ass up, show me how you burlesque.

(A little bit of naughty, it's a little bit nice.

She's a whole lotta glam, sweat,

sugar, sex, spice.

Just shimmy, shimmy, strut, strut, give a little what,

what. Up on the tables, we'll be dancing Yeah,

night.) how you burlesque!

and we've only just begun.)

Let me hear ya say, yeah.

I say, yeah.

Say, yeah.

Say, yeah,

yeah, yeah.

Hit it up, get it up.

(Won't let you rest.)

Hit it up, get it up.

(This is not a test.)

Hit it up, get it up.

(Gotta give me your best.)

So, get your ass up, show me how you burlesque.

Hit it up, get it up.

(Won't let you rest.)

Hit it up, get it up.

(This is not a test.)

Hit it up, get it up.

(Gotta give me your best.)

So, get your ass up, show me how you burlesque.