Bonaparte - Bonahula | Текст песни

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borderline people, stomp your feet
if life gives you lemons, bake lemon-treats
i try to read your facial expression
looks like you're waiting for the great depression

if you must be down, be down on your knees
because this heart is not broken, just needs new batteries
now put your spoon in my coffee cup
i know things we can do and then say we did not

shake your tail feather - shake your tail feather!
do you want to hula with the bonahula - on a private island called my mind
shake your tail feather - shake your tail feather!
do you want to hula with the bonahula - in a secret corner of my mind

i know it seems surreal, that's part of the meal
listen to the fish, it's a poetic dish
just park your worries, if it barks it's furry
it's not depraved, it's just a little over-raved

i'm not too old yet, just go ahead
giving head, while we drive the sled
it's not rocket science, just ignore the glitches
i've got 99 problems and they're all biaaa...

shake your tail feather - shake your tail feather!
do you want to hula with the bonahula - on a private island called my mind
shake your tail feather - shake your tail feather!
do you want to hula with the bonahula - in a secret corner of my mind

i said it before and i'll say it again: primitive is the new divine!
i said it before and i'll say it again: if you don't laugh at yourself
this life will last so much longer than...

shake your tail feather - shake your tail feather!
do you want to hula with the bonahula - on a private island called my mind
shake your tail feather - shake your tail feather!
do you want to hula with the bonahula - in a secret corner of my mind


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