[black eyed peas - fashion beats]-nmi™ | Текст песни

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• [black eyed peas
• fashion beats]-nmi™

Hey doctor is something wrong with me?
Am I crazy do I need a remedy?
I'm a club rocker that's my personality.
It's in fashion to be bla-blasting them beats.
And I like to go out every night.
I like to go out every night.
I like to go out every night.
I like to go out, ey.

Dance, dance to the beats, beats, beats (to the beat)
Dance, dance to the beats, beats, beats (to the beat)
Dance, dance to the beats, beats, beats (to the beat)
Rock, rock to the beats, beats, beats (to the beat)

Get ready for the night-woah!
Party people just keep on rockin.
Get ready for the night-woah!
Party people just keep on rockin.

In fashion.
In fashion.
In fashion.
In fashion.

Salt and pepper,
Sugar and spice.
Space sugar case to the moon let's go.
Coco Chanel,
Maralyn Munro.
Cat walk,
Fashion show.
Runway,
Fashion show.
Tall man,
Radio,
G6,
I don't know.

Get ready for the night- woah! Party people just keep on rockin.
Get ready for the night- woah! Party people just keep on rockin.

In fashion.
In fashion.
In fashion.
In fashion.

Hey doctor, ain't nothing wrong with me.
I ain't crazy I don't need no remedy.
I'm a club rocker that's my personality.
And it's in fashion to be bla-blasting them beats.

And I like to go out every night
I like to go out every night
I like to go out every night
I like to go out.

Fashion.
Chic.
Sexy.
Freak.

Fashion.
Chic.
Sexy.
Freak.

In fashion.
In fashion.
In fashion.
In fashion.