Пісня Scott Bradlees Postmodern Jukebox - Single Ladies

All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
Now put your hands up

Up in the club, we just broke up, I'm doing my own good thing.
Decided to dip and now you wanna trip
Another brother noticed me

I'm up on him, he up on me
Don't pay him any attention
I cried my tears, for three good years
You can't be mad at me

'Cause if you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Woh oh oh

I got gloss on my lips and man on my hips
Got me tighter in my Dereon jeans
Acting up, drink in my cup
I couldn't care less what you think

I need no permission, did I mention
Don't pay him any attention
'Cause you had your turn, and now you gonna learn
What it really feels like to miss me

If you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
'Cause if you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Woh, oh, oh

Don't, don't treat me to these things of the world
I'm not your kind of girl
Your love is what I prefer, what I deserve
Is a man that makes me and takes me
Delivers me to destiny, infinity and beyond
Pull me into your arms
And say I'm the one you want
If you don't, you'll be alone
And like a ghost, I'll be gone

All the single ladies, all the single ladies