I stand here waiting for you to band the gong
To crash the critic saying, "Is it right or is it wrong?"
If only fame had an IV, baby, could I bear?
Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause
Live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me –
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
(I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me the thing that I love
(I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
(Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
(Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
I've overheard your theory: "nostalgia's for geeks"
I guess, sir, if you say so, some of us just like to read
One second I'm a Koons, then suddenly the Koons is me
Pop culture was in art, now art's in pop culture in me
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause
Live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me –
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
(I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up make 'em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me the thing that I love
(I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up make 'em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
(Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
Put your hands up make 'em touch, touch
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
(Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
Put your hands up make 'em touch, touch
Wooooo
Touch, touch
Wooooo
Touch, touch now
Ooo-hoo
Ohooo-hoo
Ohooo-hoo-hoo
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause
Live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me –
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
(I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up make 'em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me the thing that I love
(I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up make 'em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
(Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
Put your hands up make 'em touch, touch
(Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
(Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
Put your hands up make 'em touch, touch
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