I’m in my prime, but most the time, I kick your heels while I’m standing in line. Help me please. I want you on your knees. I drop so hard I shake the leaves in the trees I’ve got a voice to powerful to stop. I’m gonna have to fuck my way to the top. Lord I must bust open the crust, And keep your body moving with the flesh and the lust.
And if you like what I’ve got, Getcha just enough. I guess I’ve got to, got to, got got!
La La La I sing along when I drink in the afternoon. La La La I get it good when I spend all my time with you.
I want a lipstick lover, rolling undercover, Sipping lemonade and keeping me clean. Yeah, I’m alright. It’s just a little fight, A little scratch, a gash that doesn’t even bleed. I stomp my bounce beats on sun drenched valley streets. I’ve got you pulling up the pavement with the soles of your feet. I’m a live wire, five star apathetic fool. I’ve got my money on my mind cause that’s the rule.
La La La I sing along when I drink in the afternoon. La La La I get it good when I spend all my time with you.