Michael Jackson - Billie Jean — Unknown Artist | караоке, мінус + текст пісні

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene. I said don't mind, but what do you mean, I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round. She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round. She told me her name was Billie Jean as she caused a scene. Then every head turned with the icy dream of being the one who will dance on the floor in the round. People always told me be careful of what you do. Ah. Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts. Hee, hee, hee. And mother always told me, ah, be careful who you love. Hey. And be careful what you do. Ho, ho. 'Cause the lie becomes the truth. Hey. Now Billie Jean is not my lover. She's just a girl who claims that I am the one. Oh, babe. But the kid is not my son. Whoo. She says I am the one. Oh, babe. But the kid is not my son. Hee, hee, hee. No, no. Hee, hee, hee. Whoo. For 40 days and for 40 nights. The law was on her side. But who can stand when she's in demand? Her schemes and plans. A do a dance, on the floor, in the round. Hee. So take my strong advice. Just remember to always think twice. Don't think twice. Don't think twice. Oh. She told my baby we'd danced till three. Then she looked at me. Mm-mm. Then showed a photo, my baby cried. His eyes were like mine. Oh, no. Gonna dance on the floor in the round. Babe. Hoo. Hee, hee, hee. Ah. People always told me be careful what you do. Ah. Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts. Don't break it. Hee, hee, hee. But she came and stood right by me. I could just smell her sweet perfume. Ah. This happened much too soon. Ah. She called me to her room. Hey. The Billie Jean is not my lover. Whoo. She's just a girl who claims that I am the one. Ah. But the kid is not my son. Da, da, no. Da. And I don't. Da, da, no. Whoo. Billie Jean is not my lover. She's just a girl who claims that I am the one. But the kid is not my son. No, no. She says I am the one. Oh, yeah. But the kid is not my son. No. Hoo, hoo, hoo. She says I am the one. Ah. But the kid is not my son. Da, da, ooh. Ooh. Oh. Billie Jean is not my lover. She's just a girl who claims that I am the one. No, listen to me, babe. But the kid is not my son. Da, da. No, no, no. She says I am the one. No, babe. But the kid is not my son. No, no, no. She says I am the one. Whoo. You know what you did. She says he is my son. Breaking my heart, babe. Oh. She says I am the one. Ah. Billie Jean is not my lover. Billie Jean is not my lover. Billie Jean is not my son. Billie Jean is not my son. Call me, Billie Jean. Billie Jean is not my son. Somebody love me.