Lyrics:
Ela para o baile princesa to da chic
rainha da noite se amarra em fetiche
brigou com o namorado saiu para farrear
ligou para suas amigas hoje
To jakby duch zstąpił z nieba tak proroczo wersy piszę
Słyszałem „chleba ci to nie da" fakt dało kieliszek
Od losu głos by ciszę zabijać z bitem
sabe que hay en este lugar que siempre la vibra te pone a gritar
Saliste muy chic esta noche, hermosa
Paso por ti, eres peligrosa
Vamos a gozar entre
through your hair
My fingers hover 'bove your number
Always looking at my phone
Try to keep my emotions undercover
Whenever I walk by your home
Bum bum
Whisky wino rum
Whisky wino rum
Wszystkim byś się struł
Nie ma to jak zimna czysta
Prosto do kieliszka
Whisky wino rum
Wybór to jest twój
Dobry
Whisky wino rum
Wszystkim byś się struł
Nie ma to jak zimna czysta
Prosto do kieliszka
Whisky wino rum
Wybór to jest twój
Dobry balet na parkiecie
Whisky wino rum
Wszystkim byś się struł
Nie ma to jak zimna czysta
Prosto do kieliszka
Whisky wino rum
Wybór to jest twój
Dobry balet na parkiecie
Aah, freak out
Le freak, c'est chic
Freak out
Aah, freak out
Le freak, c'est chic
Freak out
Aah, freak out
Le freak, c'est chic
Freak out
your shake your - your bum bum bum
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
Your bum bum bum
Shake your shake your - your bum bum bum
I gat my-self with
Geek, fag, stupid loser find a rope to hang
I'm not bipolar, see I'm just known by those couple names
I wanna tell my pops but shit, he'll probably
Well now tuning on in from 1965
It's one spaced-out chic and four righteous guys
We're cruising the multi-verse
In a rock and roll van
Playing off
Og i be smoking bad chic's i be poking
Fast cars i be rolling shoot my shot i was open
Og i be smoking bad chic's i be poking
Fast cars i be rolling
Głośna rakieta bzdur
By temat mogły mieć
Żałosne prostaki
Bum Bum
Rakieta Bum
Woły chcą słyszeć że
Bum Bum
Rakieta Bum
Ludzie to gady złe
Bum Bum
Rakieta
(Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum)
(Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum)
(Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, a-bum-bum-bum, ayy)
Omo Fire dey for fire
but water nor get enemy
If na fire make dem fire me
I go get her by any means o
See her water bum bum
Water bum bum
She get
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead vocals by Dennis DeYoung
father
you're a sad old man
your tawdry vest is gray
memories
of a former man
are
never have to hide the key
Only time she'll ever get a cab's at a winery
Boss chic, signs the front of a check
Level's up with her team, doesn't stunt for
vicious woman
Everyday before suppertime
She'd go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess of Polk salad
And carry it home in a tote sack
Polk
(oh yeah)
Gotta give 'em what they want
You betta watch me if I'm running' up (skrr)
I keep 'em comin' like bum bum bum (bum bum)
Trecy gotta big ole'
Intro
If Jah is by my side
I won't tired, no I won't tired
Bum Bum bum
This yah tune yah a bum bum bum
This yah tune yah a bum bum bum
Dis yah tune
Ivan Diamantes
It ain't a party til' we arrive
See that?
Woo!
Saw you hanging by the place I stay and I just needed to say
Did you work at that
it?
(Fuck Yeah)
Dirty Jers' New Jerusaluem
(Shaolin)
Naughty by Nature motherfuckers
(Wu-Tang my niggaz)
Grab your hat bitch
(C'mon!)
[Bridge:
Ah, freak out
Le freak, c'est Chic
Freak out
Ah, freak out
Le freak, c'est Chic
Freak out
Have you heard about the new dance craze?
Listen
One, two, three, four
Aaahh Freak out!
Le Freak, c’est Chic
Freak out!
Aaahh Freak out!
Le Freak, c’est Chic
Freak out!
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