The plane goes up, up, Here we go again, single life livin But every time we hang Party, shows, and clubs This girl’s always there Could she be a, could she be a, could she be a fan I don’t know, I don’t a care Yeah I’m just a man and yeah she’s just a girl That got a lot fans, she’s got a lot of style and got a lot of cash And even from behind she’s got a lot of ass
They gon say that you got what I got Money and cars, cars and all the clothes They gon say that you rock what I rock It aint a secret everybody knows
Hey Girl, tell me what your name is Hey Girl, why you seem so famous Hey Girl, you’re close to the life of a celebrity Can I take you home with me [x2]
So now we up, up After bed time, breakfast in bed for ya baby cuz your mine Now I aint gonna lose a prize possession in my grasp Get it only once you can lose it so fast I could only think of such a great creation You are the original the others imitated Got me feelin like a million times two When I’m playin? The sky is the limit I’m takin you in
They gon say that you got what I got Money and cars, cars and all the clothes They gon say that you rock what I rock It aint a secret everybody knows
Hey Girl, tell me what your name is Hey Girl, why you seem so famous Hey Girl, you’re close to the life of a celebrity Can I take you home with me [x2]
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They gon say that you got what I got Money and cars, cars and all the clothes They gon say that you rock what I rock It aint a secret everybody knows
Hey Girl, tell me what your name is Hey Girl, why you seem so famous Hey Girl, you’re close to the life of a celebrity Can I take you home with me [x2] Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
