arabic
لِبَيرُوت، مِنْ قََلْبِي سَلاَمٌ لِبَيْرُوت
Li beirut, Men qalbi salamon li beiru
وَقُبَلٌ لِلْبَحْرِوَالبُيُوت
Wa qubalon lil bahr wal bouyout
Punch my face
Do it 'cause I like the pain
Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oppan Gangnam Style
Gangnam Style
يا اطبطب وادلع
ya atbitb wadlae
يا يقولي أنا اتغيرت عليه
ya yaquli 'ana atughirat ealayh
You got your finger on the trigger
but your trigger fingers mine
You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet
Only seventeen
So I put my hands up
They're playing my song, the butterflies fly away
I'm noddin' my head like, yeah
Movin' my hips like, yeah
I got my hands up, they're playing my song
They know I'm gonna be okay
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
my daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
You better run
يا ليلي، و يا ليلة
ya lyly, w ya layla
واش باش نشكيلك يمّا
wash bash nushkilik ymma
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high or a little too low
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
im going back to 505
If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
So can I call you tonight?
I'm trying to make up my mind
Just how I feel
رحنا قعدنا، اداني الكاس، قلتله بلاش أنا مش بشرب
Ruhna a'adna, edani 'lkas, qoltluh balash ana msh bashrab
طلبت عصير، مانا مش بشرب
Talabt a'aseer, mana msh bashrab
Then I see you, you're walking
'cross the campus
Cruel professor, studying romances
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
I want it that way
shawty had them apple bottom jeans
boots with the fur
But I watch your eyes as she Walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
آه يا قلبي
ah ya qalbi
آه يا قلبي
ah ya qalbi
Hey, soul sister
Ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo
The way you move ain't fair, you know
My loneliness is killing me (And I)
I must confess I still believe (Still believe)
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay-ay-ay-ay
Walk in your rainbow paradise (paradise)
Strawberry lipstick state of mind (state of mind)