Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh Oooooo ooooooo ooooooo Aahh, aahh aahh Ooo, ooo ooo Ooo ooo ooo Sweet child in time You'll see the line The line that's drawn between Good and bad

And you should know, ooh, aah, when I like it a-like a-this Huh, please don't you rock my boat 'Cause I don't want my boat to be rockin' anyhow Please don't you rock my boat, no 'Cause I don't want my boat to be rockin' I'm tellin' you that, oh, ooh,

9-1, j'étais sous le porche J'suis dans la surface comme Filippo Dans toutes les bouches comme les Philip Mo' Y'a 9-1-1 GT sous l'Porsche Fais-nous la bouche, on te fait la peau Je fais le plein en Philippe Plein Aaah, Skippa da Flippa Aaah aaah, ne fuis

Mmmmmmmmmmmm mmmm Mmmmmmmmm ummmmmm MmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmMmmmmmmm Aiuh MmmmmmmmmmMmmmmmmmmMMMMmm Aiouh Uuuuuuu Uuuuuu Uuu Uaaah Uuuuu uUuuuuU uu Uaaah MmmmmmmMmmmmm Aiah MmmmmmmmmmmMmmmmmmmMMmmmm Aiah Uuuu Uuuu Uuuu Uuuu Uaaah

Smack my bitch up Change my pitch up Eaaaheeyheeaheyyyee Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Aaahaaahaaaaaaaaaaahha Aaahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Ah, eu vou dançar até a noite acabar (Hasta la vista, hasta la vista, hasta la vista, baby) Fecha os olhos e se solta, que o som te faz Esquecer tudo a sua volta e não olhar pra trás Quando você 'tá comigo, todo dia vira festa, aah Hasta la vista, hasta

You can change your hair five times a week 'Cause I'm falling for you For everything that you do Baby, I'm falling for you You might be crazy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeaah, You like mismatched socks with polka dots And you say, you're scared

Is your love enough? Is your love enough? Aah Na na na na na na eh Come on make me believe it Can you keep me up All the way through the evening? One kiss, you're falling in love (Are you up for this? Are you up for this?) Too much is never too much

Rats! (rats–rats–rats) (Aaah whoah) Never to let go Them rats! (Rats–rats–rats) Never to forgive And there's nothing you can do In times of turmoil In times like these

Can I be close to you (Ah)? Ooh (aah), ooh (aah) Can I be close to you? In the morning when I wake And the sun is coming through, Oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness, And you fill my head with you Shall I write it in a letter?