Girl you got me fired up!
And she wanna get BRNT!
She got me fired up!
And she wanna get BRNT!
Uhh - aha!
Fired up,
And she wanna get BRNT!
She got me fired up
With a lesson to learn
The only thing in life you're
owning is this little moment
inside a sphere
Controlling everything that's going
on and knowing when the moment is here
When it's snowing in Miami
Girl, you've go to behave
We were sippin' Summer Shandies,
getting rolled by the waves
You were drippin' all the sand
off of them golden legs
When I'm whipping out the jammy
Girl, I enter the cave
But Back to Square One
Could you spare one square sun?
'bout the feel that snare drum
Girl be saying somethin' like
-ooh he's handsome-
Hold you up for ransom
Don't be scared, hun, that's my anthem
(No tantrum)
Looking at me like you wanna
Switch your man,
Take you ass to Switzerland,
Get a tan,
Hit the fanny,
Kids with the nanny,
Called up the granny,
She's only speakin' Spanish like
-ooh we could vanish after school,
we were banished from the pool of Atlantis-
ah, you were cruel and romanitc
But this love coulda sunk the Titanic
The only thing in life you're
owning is this little moment
inside a sphere
Controlling everything that's going
on and knowing when the moment is here
Oh girl, you got me fired up
Ooh-ooohh-ooooohhhh!
She got me fired up,
She got me fired up
Ah girl, touch me now
'cause you wanna get BRNT!
Yeaaah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-da-da-yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeaahh
Oh, she got me fired up
She got me fired up, up, up, oh!
And she wanna get-
The only thing in life you're
owning is this little moment
inside a sphere
Controlling everything that's going
on and knowing when the moment is here
We're gonna burn this motherf**ker to the ground!
Oh no you didn't!
Oh no you didn't!
Yes I did!
Woo hoo! Ooh!
She wanna get BRNT!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She wanna get BRNT!
Uh, she wanna get BRNT!
Yeah, yeah yeah
-Good morning Miami, Chuck Bronson here-
-About the titillating dune in the Magic City-
-I'll tell you Virginia, those boys could sell ice to an eskimo-
-And it's hot out there, folks!-
-Let's take some callers-
-Colleen, you're on the air-
-Well, those bars just go straight to my head, just like champange, I'll tell ya what-
-Shake what yo' mama gave ya'-
-We hear you, the bubbles... Next caller-
-Marlin!-
-You know who's titties I could pitch a tent with the sligtest hint of the breeze?-

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