text: SetlistLady Gaga
  - God Bless America / This Land Is Your Land/ Pledge of Allegiance 
  - 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...
  Im 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 hes been hooked, Ill play the one thats on his heart
  Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
  Oh oh oh oh, oh oh
  Ill get him hot, show him what Ive got
  Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
  Oh oh oh oh, oh oh
  Ill get him hot, show him what Ive got
  Cant read my, cant read my
  No he cant read my poker face
   Come on Houston!
  Cant read my, cant read my
  No he cant read my poker face
  Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-poker face
  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
  Theres nothing wrong with loving who you are
  She said, Cause He made you perfect, babe
  So hold your head up, girl and you youll go far
  Listen to me when I say
  Im beautiful in my way
  Cause God makes no mistakes
  Im on the right track, baby
  I was born this way
  Dont hide yourself in regret
  Just love yourself and youre set
  Im on the right track, baby
  I was born this way
  Ooh, there aint no other way
  Baby, I was born this way
  Baby, I was born this way
  Ooh, there aint another way
  Baby, I was born this way
  Right track, baby
  I was born this way
  Dont be a drag, just be a queen
  Whether youre broke or evergreen
  Youre black, white, beige, chola descent
  Youre Lebanese, youre orient
  Whether lifes 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
  Im on the right track, baby
  I was born to survive
  No matter black, white or beige
  Chola or orient made
  Im on the right track, baby
  I was born to be brave!
  Hello, hello, baby
  You called, I cant hear a thing
  I have got no service
  In the club, you say, say?
  Wha-wha-what did you say, huh?
  Youre breaking up on me
  Sorry, I cannot hear you, Im kind of busy
  K-kind of busy, k-kind of busy
  Sorry, I cannot hear you, Im kind of busy
  Just a second
  Its my favorite song theyre gonna play
  And I cannot text you with
  A drink in my hand, eh
  You shouldve made some plans with me
  You knew that I was free
  And now you wont stop calling me
  Im kind of busy
  Stop calling, stop calling
  I dont want to think anymore!
  Ive got my head and my heart on the dance floor
  Stop calling, stop calling
  I dont want to talk anymore!
  Ive 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
  Im 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 theres no one home
  And youre not gonna reach my telephone
  Cause Im out in the club, and Im sipping that bubb
  And youre not gonna reach my telephone
  Ive had a little bit too much, much
  All of the people start to rush 
  A dizzy twister dance
  Cant find my drink or man
  Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone
  Whats going on on the floor?
  I love this record, baby, but I cant see straight anymore
  Keep it cool, whats the name of this club?
  I cant remember, but its 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?
  Were here to make you feel good. You wanna feel good with us?
  Youre giving me a million reasons to let you go
  Youre giving me a million reasons to quit the show
  Youre 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, Id forever be still
  But youre 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
  Ive 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
  Its like that Ive stopped breathing, but completely aware
  Cause youre 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
  Its hard to even fathom which parts I should believe
  Cause youre 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
  Ive got a hundred million reasons to walk away
  But baby, I just need one good one...tell me that youll be the good one... why dont 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! 
  Caught in a bad romance 
  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 lovers 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
  Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
  Want your bad romance! 
  Caught in a 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 lovers 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!