Text: Saturdays. Chasing Lights. Work.

Baby the harder you work
The further you get with me, with me
I think you can, I think you can

Turn up, prepare and make sure
That you can keep up with me, with me
I think you can, I think you can

But be aware I always get what I deserve
Keep your focus, keep your nerve
Ready, set, go

Pick up the pace and step on it
Rip up the place if you want it
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

I got the goods and I want you
Put your boots on, baby get to
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

I tend to get what I want to
Are you starting to see, to see?
I think you do, I think you do

It's time for you to step up
If you want to be with me, with me
I think you do, I think you do

But don't go slow, that is not the way we play
Slowly ain't my kinda game
Ready, set, go

Pick up the pace and step on it
Rip up the place if you want it
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

I got the goods and I want you
Put your boots on, baby get to
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

Well, it's up to you how far we take this
Yes it's up to you so take the lead
And it's up to you so tell me what I gotta sign
Waiting at the finish line, baby ready, set, go

Pick up the pace and step on it
Rip up the place if you want it
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

I got the goods and I want you
Put your boots on, baby get to
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

Pick up the pace and step on it
Rip up the place if you want it
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

I got the goods and I want you
Put your boots on, baby get to
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

Work, work, you know you gotta work, work
You know you gotta work, work