I thought I found a love but she was just a fling.
And then I met a girl
and felt a different thing.
It's like your hit in the ring like you're pulled by a string.
Can't breathe like you're choking on a chicken wing.
It was a thing called a zing.
And I wanted to sing
and listen to the ballads of a man named Sting.
Baby, looks in your eye.
And it's suddenly spring like when Nala kissed Simba in the lion king.
Singing in the air and I don't have a care.
I'm winging from the zing that we share.
Singing in the rain.
Now I'm feeling no pain.
It's a real, time for celebrating cause you're my zing.
Drag, ready to throw down?
No no I just came closer to hear you better.
Oh, come on!
Just give it a try.
Alright.
Maybe just a little bit.
So listen all you zingers from here to beijing.
You better grab a box of strings and get ready to cling cause if love was money
you'd better be yelling cha ching
cause next to zing, cupid's arrow's a little bee sting, it was a zing and a zang
and a ziygididy and there was one only one
lady in the zing for me cause when you zing (when you zing)!
You better know one little thing: the only thing you're gonnna sling is a wedding
Singing in the air.
Now I don't have a care.
I'm winging from the zing that we share.
Singing in the rain.
Now I'm feeling no pain.
It's a real time for celebrating cause you're my zing.
To the zing y'all, ba - da - bing y'all.
Gonnna knock you out right outta that ring y'all.
Better ring y'all, happening y'all.
Pay attention to the undead king, y'all!

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