Stuck in the traffic
Capacity is overstate
Stuck in the train
Jam-packed, it's overcrowded but
Stuck in the city
The streets are filled with dirty bombs
Stuck in the rut
You don't know what you got to do
Boys, your son
A son of all the golden age
Get ready to grow
I'm certaintly but not, surely it's limited
You know
Umpire is getting nervous
About the Rolex he got
We got to do something about it
Get in to get out to get it to get up to
Get in to get out to get it to get up to
Get in to get out to get it to get up to
Get in to get out to go
I'm in middle of the story
We get so high outside a strobe light
Get wrapped up into the story
We get so high outside a glory hole
Get wrapped up into together
We cannot be friends
You're over-rated criticism
In dazzling structure filled with lust
There all the people craving to be loved, ay
♪
Stuck in the traffic
Capacity is overstate
Stuck in the train
Jam-packed, it's overcrowded but
Stuck in the city
The streets are filled with dirty chicks
Stuck in the rut
We don't but I don't know what to do
Baby girl
A daughter of the golden age
Get ready to grow
I'm certainly but not, surely it's limited
You know
Umpire is getting nervous
About the Rolex he got
We got to do something about it
Get in to get out to get it to get up to
Get in to get out to get it to get up to
Get in to get out to get it to get up to
Get in to get out to go
I'm in middle of the story
We get so high outside a strobe light
Get wrapped up into the story
We get so high outside a glory hole
Get wrapped up into together
But now we're friends
Good luck for you, we're in the worst
In dazzling structure filled with lust
There all the people craving to be loved, ay
♪
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