Get out your lighters Or she'll ask you all to go She always lets you know who's there Don't ever stop her or the writings on the wall She put the people on the stair
In your phone light trying to make a dance floor Keep it down now listen for the echo In the staff room trying to make some sense of it In your hotel we listened to the Wu Tang
In the front door searching for the black door In reception trying to get your room key In the shadows looking for some mad sex In your hotel we listened to the Wu Tang We listened for the echo
And now the gravy train Is leaving with the bag ( she's a yummy mummy ) And you're all wanting more and more ( old gold chicken money ) I tell the concierge we need to get too Room 237 Smoke is rising through the floor Gotta keep on moving
In your phone light trying to make a dance floor Keep it down now listen for the echo In the staff room trying to make some sense of it In your hotel we listened to the Wu Tang
In the front door searching for the black door In reception trying to get your room key In the shadows looking for some mad sex In your hotel we listened to the Wu Tang We listened for the echo
Doesn't even matter We keep moving till our eyes roll back Singing like the Rza Singing it the whole way back
Drinking till the liquor runs dry Baby you just ain't right Gotta get my legs sat down I gotta keep on moving
In your phone light trying to make a dance floor Keep it down now listen for the echo In the staff room trying to make some sense of it In your hotel we listened to the Wu Tang
In the front door searching for the black door In reception trying to get your room key In the shadows looking for some mad sex In your hotel we listened to the Wu Tang We listened for the echo
We keep moving till our eyes roll back We keep moving till our eyes roll backTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
