Microphone American Authors

[Intro]
Ooh-la-la, the world's on fire
All my friends are gettin' higher
I just want my microphone, my microphone

[Verse 1]
I walk the streets at night
With monsters in my mind
They say, "You best be quiet"
I like it, like it (Ooh-oh)
No, I won't shut my mouth
That's not what I'm about
You know I built this house
I like it, like it (Ooh-oh)

[Pre-Chorus]
(C'mon) So boom, check one, check one, two, three
Is anybody here listening?
Hear me now, hear me now
Ooh-la-la, the world's on fire
All my friends are gettin' higher
I just want my microphone, my microphone

[Chorus]
Turn me up a little bit louder, louder
Just a little bit louder, now
I just want my microphone, my microphone
Turn me up a little bit louder, louder
Just a little bit louder, now
I just want my microphone, my microphone