Loud

No one's gonna tell you when to shake your tush
Well, you got a light. Don't hide it under a bushel
No one's going to look if you don't stand out
No one's going to listen if you don't shout
No one's gonna care if you don't care
So go and put some highlights in your hair
'Cause you've gotta highlight what you got
Even if what you got is not a lot
You gotta be loud!

You gotta give yourself permission to shine
To stand up and be proud!
Whee!
A little less zzz, a lot more zing
A little less shh, a lot more schwing
A little less dressing like your mum
A little more bah-da, ba ba ba-da bom!

[She takes a mirror from the armchair]
Oh, I look nice. [to MISS HONEY] You don't!

No one's gonna tell you when to wiggle your bumba
No one's gonna love you if you don't know the rumba
Everybody loves a little something exotic
But learning a language is over the top
It doesn't really matter if you don't know much!
As long as you don't know it with the volume up.

The less you have to sell, the harder you sell it
The less you have to say, the louder you yell it
The dumber the act, the bigger the confession
The less you have to show, the louder you dress it.

You gotta get up!
You gotta get up and be loud!
Your judges!

I'm the best! I'm the best! I'm the best!
Ten! Of course! I mean, what else?

You gotta be loud!
Stand out from the crowd!
Are you listening?
You gotta be loud!
Stand up and be proud!
Loud, loud, loud, loud!
Loud, loud, loud, loud!
Loud, loud, loud, loud!
You gotta be loud!