five seconds of summer - money | Текст песни

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Take my money

Black jeans, white teeth, black converse,
You know she gets it right.
Blue hair, blue eyes, I saw her, I couldn't help it I was like

I wanna be, be, be in the game
I wanna know, know your middle name.
If we could go, go, it won't be the same
Cause right now you're killing the game.

Everybody's gonna go big tonight, in a couple of hours we'll be like...

Chorus:
Take my money, take my keys,
Drive this car through the drive through please
From the floor to the ceiling
Robbing and stealing
Everybody in the place catch that feeling like

Take my money

Late night, pass out in Tokyo
New York, LA, Chicago
She said her friends were at the show, backstage we'll let 'em in.

They wanna be, be, be in the game
They wanna know, know what we gotta say
And in the front row you're going insane
And in the back row you're killing the game.

Everybody's gonna go big tonight, in a couple of hours we'll be like...

Chorus:
Take my money, take my keys,
Drive this car through the drive through please
From the floor to the ceiling
Robbing and stealing
Everybody in the place catch that feeling like...

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