mashed up a coconut outside by the back doorShoot

Things do move like soundWaves do move like roundIt don't go

I'm, when I'm, when-when-when I'mBanging on the radioB-b-b-banging on

girls do it wellBad girls do it wellBad girls

x2NannananananananaBoys there How manyBoys there How many tequilas

better C.T.F.O., chill the fuck out'Cause this is swerving

illy-girl, illy-girlIlly-girl, illy-girl, illy-girlIlly-girl, illy-girl, illy-girlIlly-girl, can be

fly like paper, get high like planesIf you catch

stomp!Soldiers, stomp!Soldiers, stomp!Soldiers, stomp!Come On! Come On! Come

kids, ki—kidsOkay, kidsLet's gather 'roundRemember the song you were singing

War! War!Talking about you's such a boreI'd rather talk

1: I'ma rock thatYeah, I'ma fuck thatYeah, I'ma feel

garato piga minha numaroOi, garato piga minha numaroMe liga, you

quieten down I need to make a soundNew York,

captain, the rain's falling in a A-I-M, the

in the building, took the elevatorWe made it to

a blaze, galang-a-lang-a-lang-langPurple haze, galang-a-lang-a-lang-langBlaze a blaze, galang-a-lang-a-lang-langPurple haze,

One, two, three, fourI fly like paper, get high like planesIf

- Hot new trackAll by ourselvesWhat's one:

Bubbley piche na vekhi naVekhe kithe na hassi naMudke