[Verse 1]
Did you ever get the feeling you were born to lose
Smacked in the face with a silver spoon
Skinny doll, gimme your magazine queen
Just spread your legs for the silver screen
From the bedroom, baby, to the city of light
You look pretty good, but you’re not so bright
Flashin' your stash ain't nothin' new
I'm gonna get ya my pretty…your little dog too
"Make me rich", your doctor said
And if you ever break down, I’ll cut you up again
On the bedroom wall, the stars look bright
But they don’t belong in the city of light
[Chorus]
Get on your feet, boy
Rip it up, rip it up if you're ever gonna make it
Get on your feet, girl
Rip it up, rip it up if you're ever gonna make it
[Verse 2]
Well, well, well, what a wild, wild dream
Monkey do, what a monkey's seen
Daddy done bought you a record deal
Bargain basement, boy, how does it feel?
From the bedroom, baby, to the city of light
Look pretty good, but you’re not so bright
[Chorus]
Get on your feet, boy
Rip it up, rip it up if you're ever gonna make it
Get on your feet, girl
Rip it up, rip it up if you're ever gonna make it
Rip it up, rip it up, rip it up
Rip it up, rip it up, rip it up
[Solo]
[Chorus]
Get on your feet, girl
Rip it up, rip it up if you're ever gonna make it
Get on your feet, boy (If you're ever gonna make it)
Rip it up, rip it up if you're ever gonna make it
Get on your feet, girl (If you're ever gonna make it)
Rip it up, rip it up if you're ever gonna make it
Rip it up, rip it up, rip it up
Rip it up, rip it up, rip it up
Rip It Up was written by Nic Cester & Chris Cester.
Rip It Up was produced by Dave Sardy.