SetlistLady Gaga
- "God Bless America" / "This Land Is Your Land"/ Pledge of Allegiance (pre-recorded intro)
- "Poker Face"
- "Born This Way"
- "Telephone"
- "Just Dance"
- "Million Reasons"
- "Bad Romance"
Medley Intro
- Lady Gaga also includes a medley intro you can hear when Gaga lowers down onto the tower, the medley includes music from Dance in the Dark, vocals from Just Dance, LoveGame and Paparazzi.
Lyrics PerformedLady Gaga:
God bless America
Land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night with a light from above
This land is your land, this land is my land
This land was made for you and me
One nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all...
(Just, just dance)
(Let's play a love game, play a love game)
(Papa-paparazzi)
I'm on the edge!
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
I wanna hold 'em like they do in Texas, please -
1, 2, 3!
Fold 'em, let 'em hit me, raise it; baby -
Stay with me
Love game intuition, play the cards with spades to start
And after he's been hooked, I'll play the one that's on his heart
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She’s got me like nobody) Come on Houston!
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She’s got me like nobody)
Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir
"There's nothing wrong with loving who you are"
She said, "Cause He made you perfect, babe"
"So hold your head up, girl and you you'll go far
Listen to me when I say"
I'm beautiful in my way
Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Ooh, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way
Ooh, there ain't another way
Baby, I was born this way
Right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're Lebanese, you're orient
Whether life's disabilities
Left you outcast, bullied or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
Cause baby, you were born this way
No matter gay, straight or bi
Lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born to survive
No matter black, white or beige
Chola or orient made
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born to be brave!
Hello, hello, baby
You called, I can't hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you say, say?
Wha-wha-what did you say, huh?
You're breaking up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kind of busy
K-kind of busy, k-kind of busy
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kind of busy
Just a second
It's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text you with
A drink in my hand, eh
You should've made some plans with me
You knew that I was free
And now you won't stop calling me
I'm kind of busy
Stop calling, stop calling
I don't want to think anymore!
I've got my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop calling, stop calling
I don't want to talk anymore!
I've got my head and my heart on the dance floor
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephoning me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephoning me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Can call all you want, but there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
Cause I'm out in the club, and I'm sipping that bubb
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
I've had a little bit too much, much
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy twister dance
Can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone
What's going on on the floor?
I love this record, baby, but I can't see straight anymore
Keep it cool, what's the name of this club?
I can't remember, but it's alright, alright
Just dance, gonna be okay
Da-da-doo-da
Just dance, spin that record, babe
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just dance, gonna be okay
Duh-duh-duh
Dance, dance, dance, just j-j-just dance
How you doing tonight, Texas?
America...World...how you doing tonight?
We're here to make you feel good. You wanna feel good with us?
You're giving me a million reasons to let you go
You're giving me a million reasons to quit the show
You're givin' me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin' me a million reasons
About a million reasons
If I had a highway, I would run for the hills
If you could find a dry way, I'd forever be still
But you're giving me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin' me a million reasons
About a million reasons
I bow down to pray
I try to make the worst seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I've got a hundred million reasons to walk away
But baby, I just need one good one to stay
Hey Dad, Hey Mom.
Head stuck in a cycle, I look off and I stare
It's like that I've stopped breathing, but completely aware
'Cause you're giving me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin' me a million reasons
About a million reasons
And if you say something that you might even mean
It's hard to even fathom which parts I should believe
'Cause you're giving me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin' me a million reasons
About a million reasons
I bow down to pray
I try to make the worst seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I've got a hundred million reasons to walk away
But baby, I just need one good one...tell me that you'll be the good one... why don't you...stay, stay, stay?
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! (Oh! Let's Go!)
Caught in a bad romance (This Super Bowl is what champions are made of!)
Ra Ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma Roma-ma
Gaga, "Oh la-la"
Want your bad romance
I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it’s free
I want your love
Love, love, love
I want your love
I want you drama
The touch of your hand
I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love, love, love
I want your love
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad, your bad romance
I want your love and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Ra Ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma Roma-ma
Gaga, "Oh la-la"
Want your bad romance
Walk, walk, fashion baby
Work it, move that baby, baby
Walk, walk, fashion baby
Work it, move that baby, baby
I want your love and I want your revenge...
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Want your bad romance!
Caught in a bad romance
(I don't wanna be friends)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Want your bad romance! (Want your bad romance!)
Caught in a bad romance (Want your bad romance!)
I want your love and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Want your bad romance!
Caught in a bad romance
Want your bad romance!
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Want your bad romance!
Caught in a bad romance
Ra Ra-ah-ah-ah
Roma Roma-ma
Gaga, "Oh la-la"
Want your bad romance
Super Bowl 51!
