Super Bowl LI Halftime Show

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 You're giving me a million reasons Give me a million reasons Givin' me a million- 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- 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!