"Off The Wall" lyrics

Whoa!
(Cheetah, we like to set this off! Yeah, off the wall! Yeah, Cheetah Girls! C'mon!)

Looked so sad when ya sat near the corner (sat near the corner)
She couldn't dance, called her a wallflower
She didn't know 'bout how the beat grabs a hold of your soul

Your soul!

So, she nods her head
(She nods her head)
And she snaps her fingers
(And she snaps her fingers)
She has it in her
Taps her feet to the speaker box
(Ah... to the speaker box)
She doesn't dance, but tonight
She might take the chance
(C'mon)

(She could take the chance)

Look up in the sky
Reach for it
It's your guitar (it's your guitar)
Get it girl, you know
Fly like a shooting star (shooting star)
Let the music take you (take you)
Off the wall (off the wall)

The lights shines bright
They light up the dance floor
And now she's jumpin', DJ's playin' her favorite song
She's thinking, "Ooh..."
The beat got's a hold of her soul (her soul, soul)

(Oh, oh, oh, oh!)

So, she nods her head
(She nods her head)
And she snaps her fingers
(And she snaps her fingers) (she snaps her fingers)
She's got it now
Her feet are poppin' like pop rocks (pop rocks)
The way she's rockin', now (woo!), she's a dancin' queen
(Woo!)
She is causin' a scene

Look up in the sky
Reach for it
It's your guitar
Get it girl, you know
Fly like a shooting star (like a shooting star)
Let the music take you (let it take you)
Off the wall (c'mom, c'mon, off the wall)

Look up in the sky
Reach for it
It's your guitar (it's your guitar)
Get it girl, you know
Fly like a shooting star (like a shooting star)
Let the music take you (let it take you)
Off the wall (off the wall)

From the shadows (uh huh, uh huh) to the spotlight
(From the shadows to the spotlight)
Lift it up now, she's flyin'
(Lift it up so, now, she can fly)
Spinning 'round and 'round
She lifts her hands and closes her eyes
(She lifts her hands and closes her eyes)
It's got a hold of her and won't let go (you know)
It's in her heart, and, now, it's in her soul!

Whoa!
(Yeah, Adrienne, yea, hey, yea, Kiely, yea, hey, yea, Sabrina, yea, hey, yea, hey, yea, hey, yea, hey, yea, hey, yea, hey, yea... put your hands together for the Cheetah Girls!)

Look up in the sky
(Look up in the sky, it's your guitar)
Reach for it
It's your guitar
Get it girl, you know
Fly like a shooting star (fly like a shooting star)
Let the music take you
Off the wall
(Reach for the sky, it's your guitar)

Yeah, you gotta look up in the sky
Reach for it
It's your guitar (it's your guitar)
Get it girl, you know
Fly like a shooting star (like a shooting star)
Let the music take you (let the music take you off the wall, yeah, off the wall)
Off the wall

Let it take you
Let the music take you off the wall
Let it take you
Let the music take you off the wall
Let the music take you
Let the music take you off the wall
(Off the wall)
Let the music take you
(Off the wall)
(Off the wall)
Let the music take you
(Off the wall)
(Off the wall)
(Yeah)
Off the wall