Que lo que tú me deseas Que Dios te lo multiplique Un día pa' soñar Un día pa' entender Que te tienes que despertar Porque hay cosas que resolver Un día que me dediques Solo para que te explique Sale el sol, otro día empieza, así que reza

J'peux pas m'arrêter là, j'y pense depuis petit Les règlements de compte se font à toute heure On répond pas sur Twitter, on vient t'chercher directement chez ta tiper Personne qui passe aux aveux Une recharge de mille pour le shit, 400e pour la beuh 22,

Hey yeah, tiptoe higher I won't fall asleep Hey yeah, don’t let 'em know we’re coming Take some time to simmer down, keep your head down low Nobody else can take me higher In the morning light let my roots take flight Watch me from above like a vicious

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

I want you to bang my box I sleep with the door open If you want to come in while I'm sleeping I'm always sleeping naked 'Cause I wake up and you're creeping Want to lick it so much It's almost like I taste it on the tip of my tongue I want to touch it

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

Sweet iced tea tippin' Pink shoulder strap slippin' Hot afternoon drippin' Honeysuckle lazy That hummingbird sippin' We out here day trippin' I'm gettin' high gettin' sugar from my baby (Honeysuckle lazy) It don't get no better than this, no

We're half awake in a fake empire Stay out super late tonight Picking apples, making pies Put a little something in our lemonade And take it with us Tiptoe through our shiny city With our diamond slippers on Do our gay ballet on ice Bluebirds on our

So soak it all up, let it sink in Crank it up loud, all the way to ten Raise your cup to the sky Tip 'em back to friends and let your party lights shine On top of the world in the back of a truck Livin' like the sun ain't comin' back up Need a buddy