Hang on, hang on now, hang on, hang on there paper shoes
Where do you think you're going
Now that it's raining
Come on now, come on now, come you soggy old airplane wings
Now that we've heard you sing, we think you should wither
But singing is about sexual confidence
So sing out your stuff if you feel good enough to let the moment just hit you, if the music just befits you
Oh, to let the berry juice just slide out from in between your legs, that intimate hideout
But I, I dont mind, I dont mind to be naked
I still like to feel the wind on all my soft places
But you, you haven't killed that yet, although you've been trying
Its hard to get on with your poking and your prying but I have or at least I think I have
And I should've been, I should've been, I should have been, I should have been a girl
Oh with the way I can dance, my moves are amazing
You may think that you may want to try, you want to try, try try to fence me in
But I dont recommend
I'll blow the roof right off this place
Because dancing is about sexual confidence
So shake up your stuff if you feel good enough to let the moment just hit you if the music befits you
To let the berry juice just slide out from in between your legs, your intimate hideout
So don't you get lazy on me, sweet honey baby
No, don't you get lazy on me, sweet honey baby
Don't you get lazy on me, sweet honey baby
Fire up the cannons for me, sweet honey baby
And warm blue nights descend on you and me, sweet honey baby
So don't you get lazy on me, sweet honey baby
Don't turn up on the ground
Just doesn't do the peace while swimming cool
And let yourself renew
A merry thing to rue the sky above
I should've been, I should have been, I should've been, I should have been a girl
Oh, with the way I can dance, my moves are amazing.
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