Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor & Jeffree Star
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor & Jeffree Star
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor & Jeffree Star
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
Blood On the Dance Floor
This original version of the song with vocals by Garrett Ecstasy and alternate lyrics / synths by Dahvie Vanity was previously unreleased until it appeared on the Epic (Icky Boo Deluxe Edition) and the Weapon X Collection USB tape
[Intro: Dahvie Vanity]
Blood on the Dance Floor
Hating me
Won't make you pretty
Blood on the Dance Floor
[Verse 1: Dahvie Vanity]
They call me crank the tank
When I'm takin' down this drank
I'm dancing under your spell
Got that fever to tell
You got your claws up on me
You're going down on your knees
Intoxicated, super jaded, complicated
I'm faded
[Pre-Chorus: Dahvie Vanity & Garrett Ecstasy]
You better call the cops
Because we just won't stop
We got that beat that drops
Just drop it like it's hot
You better call the cops
Because we just won't stop
We got that beat that drops
Just drop it like it's hot
(Go!)
[Chorus: Dahvie Vanity & Garrett Ecstasy]
DUI-I-I-I-I
DUI-I-I-I-I
If it's not rough then it's not good enough
DUI-I-I-I-I
DUI-I-I-I-I
I'm lockin' and droppin'
Till the ladies start to get hot and poppin'
[Verse 2: Dahvie Vanity]
Let me be your love drug
Bring your pain to my club
Shake them haters away
We 'bout to party and play
I'm 'bout to lose all control
I'm 'bout to let it all go
I'm wasted, shit-faced
I'm bathing with all the models naked
[Pre-Chorus: Dahvie Vanity & Garrett Ecstasy]
You better call the cops
Because we just won't stop
We got that beat that drops
Just drop it like it's hot
You better call the cops
Because we just won't stop
We got that beat that drops
Just drop it like it's hot
(Go!)
[Chorus: Dahvie Vanity & Garrett Ecstasy]
DUI-I-I-I-I
DUI-I-I-I-I
If it's not rough then it's not good enough
DUI-I-I-I-I
DUI-I-I-I-I
I'm lockin' and droppin'
Till the ladies start to get hot and poppin'
[Bridge: Dahvie Vanity & Garrett Ecstasy]
Intoxicated, super jaded, complicated
I'm faded (Let's go!)
Intoxicated, super jaded, complicated
I'm faded
I'm wasted, shit faced
I'm bathing with all the models naked
Live it up (Touch me)
Drink it down (You like this?)
Party till (Oh my god)
You hit the ground (So hot)
Live it up (Oh!)
Drink it down (Harder)
Party till (Touch me all around)
You hit the ground
DUI-I-I-I-I
DUI-I-I-I-I
Blood on the Dance Floor
[Outro: Dahvie Vanity & Garrett Ecstasy]
DUI-I-I-I-I
DUI-I-I-I-I
I'm dancing under the influence
You better call the cops
Because we just won't stop
Oh oh, baby
Blood on the Dance Floor
I'm dancing
You better call the cops
Because we just won't stop