The Baseballs - Tik Tok (Instrumental) | Текст песни

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• Tik Tok (Instrumental)

Well,wake up in the morning feeling like Bo Diddley
Grab my glasses, Out the door, I'm gonna hit this city
Before I leave, I brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back

I'm talking pedicure on your toes, toes
We're trying on all our clothes, clothes
Girls blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-topping, playing our favorite LPs
Going up to the parties
I'm trying to get a little bit tipsy

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tik tok on the clock
But the party don't stop, no

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tik tok, on the clock
But the party don't stop, no

Ain't got a care in the world, but I got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
Now, the chicks are lining up yeah cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they're sleeping with Digger

I'm talking about everybody getting crunk, crunk
Girls tryin' to touch my junk, junk
Gonna shake her if she gets too drunk, drunk

Now, now, we go until they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
The police shut us down, down

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