Boom boom boom chicka boom boom
Sold out, not on the menu No clue
Who I should talk to
Fast food is what I'm into
I can get up on my two feet I'm like magic, I am real
Don't know when but I hope soon...I can ask for a promotion

No cash
Lost's how I wander
Still drunk off the potion
They say that I'm OK
My pulse, truly broken

Baby blue don't smoke in bed lather, rinse, repeat the truth
Baby blue don't smoke in bed ah ah ah
Words can pack a sucker punch they can serve a poisened lunch
The kind the kids will over think ch ah
Boom boom
Boom chicka
Boom boom
Going through the motions Boom boom
Boom chica boom boom
I can get up on my 2 feet i'm like magic i am real
Dont know egen but i hope soon we can dance in slowmotion