Beyonce - Work it out How ya doin', honey, babyYou know I don't ask for muchBut for a girl spendin' time aloneCan be pretty rough But I get a knock on my doorI know it's yours for sureWe can't wait for the bedroomSo we just hit the floor Is y'all alrightI don't know, but I know what's happenedto me, girl, heyIs y'all alrightUh, break it down now She gotta work it outHe gotta work it outA brother gotta work it outWhoa...whoa... Child, blow your horn nowCome on, Child, blow your horn now So we're shakin' back and forth nowJust keep it comin', babetreat my body like a guitarYou gotta, you gotta keep on strummin' But in the back of my mindIs it gonna be the last timeWell, if it ain't about lovin' and you gon' keep itcomin'Well, baby, with me that's fine Is y'all alrightI don't know, but I know what I know what's happenedto me, girlIs y'all alrightUh, break it down now She gotta work it outHe gotta work it out, whoa...Brother gotta work it outOh...whoa... child, blow your horn nowCome on, child, blow your horn nowchild, blow your horn nowCome on, child, blow your horn now I like thisOoh...ooh...heyUhLook-a hereBring it So baby, hold meLike you don't wanna let goI'm feelin foxxy'Cause boy, you're workin' it out My love you've given me a taste of your honeyI want the whole beehiveI'm gonna call you my sugar to fly highThe sweetest time You gotta work it outYou gotta work it outBrother gotta work it outUh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I like it when the horn goI like it when the horn goI like it when the horn goI like it when the horn go Austin better work it outFoxxy better work it outAP3 better work it outAP3 better work it out 7
Beyonce(비욘세) - Work it out (Live)
Beyonce - Work it out
How ya doin', honey, baby
You know I don't ask for much
But for a girl spendin' time alone
Can be pretty rough
But I get a knock on my door
I know it's yours for sure
We can't wait for the bedroom
So we just hit the floor
Is y'all alright
I don't know, but I know what's happened
to me, girl, hey
Is y'all alright
Uh, break it down now
She gotta work it out
He gotta work it out
A brother gotta work it out
Whoa...whoa...
Child, blow your horn now
Come on, Child, blow your horn now
So we're shakin' back and forth now
Just keep it comin', babe
treat my body like a guitar
You gotta, you gotta keep on strummin'
But in the back of my mind
Is it gonna be the last time
Well, if it ain't about lovin' and you gon' keep it
comin'
Well, baby, with me that's fine
Is y'all alright
I don't know, but I know what I know what's happened
to me, girl
Is y'all alright
Uh, break it down now
She gotta work it out
He gotta work it out, whoa...
Brother gotta work it out
Oh...whoa...
child, blow your horn now
Come on, child, blow your horn now
child, blow your horn now
Come on, child, blow your horn now
I like this
Ooh...ooh...hey
Uh
Look-a here
Bring it
So baby, hold me
Like you don't wanna let go
I'm feelin foxxy
'Cause boy, you're workin' it out
My love you've given me a taste of your honey
I want the whole beehive
I'm gonna call you my sugar to fly high
The sweetest time
You gotta work it out
You gotta work it out
Brother gotta work it out
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I like it when the horn go
I like it when the horn go
I like it when the horn go
I like it when the horn go
Austin better work it out
Foxxy better work it out
AP3 better work it out
AP3 better work it out