| Lying bullet, beach chair, beach pattern
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| A little sand in my pockets
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| Something to drink
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| Which is fashionable in Vantaa
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| And I peak from the falls
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| A couple of dirt, I can offer them margaritas
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| Before I say no, there are now faults
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| The nightingale is still in their bikinis
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| Volat so full you don't know the whole city about us
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| Someone is drinking drinks in my arms
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| Fortunately, the morning conditions are not oo permanent
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| Drowning in trousers, the gang can cope
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| Now the sunrises match the spots
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| Mamas bonitas
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| Tonight, yeah
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| It doesn't matter which way you're waiting
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| We have a baby party
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| Mi chicas, buenas
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| Tonight, yeah
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| We have sangria
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| And carnivals
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| We have tequila and face paints
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| O-o-ooooo
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| And I know I know I know
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| What am I?
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| From there, women like to get attention
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| And I know I know I know
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| What a tuna, o-oou
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| Jou
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| Sit ku mutsi and faija took a vacation towards the light
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| Came bailut detached house
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| In the backyard, girls with chicken
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| Whoever is going to be dragged
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| I'm not in
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| Don't be too dilute
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| You're blind we don't need substances
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| Youth is a waste of youth
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| Just acknowledge and double
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| And I'm not realizing anything today
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| Exactly the same, even if that stupid man keeps me
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| There was a chocolate cake, someone in a hat
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| The same thing will happen to my hair tomorrow
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| Tomorrow is tomorrow
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| I wish I was already on its side
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| Tomorrow is tomorrow
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| I wish I was already on its side
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| Tomorrow is tomorrow
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| I wish I was already on its side
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| Mamas bonitas
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| Tonight, yeah
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| It doesn't matter which way you're waiting
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| We have a baby party
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| Mi chicas, buenas
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| Tonight, yeah
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| We have sangria
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| And carnivals
|
| We have tequila and face paints
|
| O-o-ooooo
|
| And I know I know I know
|
| What am I?
|
| From there, women like to get attention
|
| And I know I know I know
|
| What a tuna, o-oou
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| Whiskey, Mister Lova-lovaa
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| The DJ raises it
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| Hey, burn the sun overalls
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| Pull on face masks
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| Whiskey, Mister Lova-lovaa
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| The DJ raises it
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| Cucumber does not dry out
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| Should go swimming
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| In the morning, I beat the beats again
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| Mamas bonitas
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| Tonight, yeah
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| It doesn't matter which way you're waiting
|
| We have a baby party
|
| Mi chicas, buenas
|
| Tonight, yeah
|
| We have sangria
|
| And carnivals
|
| We have tequila and face paints
|
| O-o-ooooo
|
| And I know I know I know
|
| What am I?
|
| From there, women like to get attention
|
| And I know I know I know
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| What a tuna, o-oou |