Diga diga doo diga doo Diga diga doo diga doo doo With diga diga doo diga doo doo Zulu man is feelin' blue Gear his heart beat a little tattoo You love me and I love you And when you love it is natural to I'm so very diga diga doo by nature If you don't

Young love and an old Ford Cheap shades and a tattoo Perfect song on the radio Sing along 'cause it's one we know It's a smile, it's a kiss It's a sip of wine, it's summertime Sweet summertime And it's two bare feet on the dashboard And a Yoo-Hoo bottle

I hate love songs (I hate love songs) Yeah, I really do (I really do) But I love you I hate Shakespeare and Gosling and cakes with white frosting Two names in a heart-shaped tattoo I think cupid is stupid and violets are purple not blue I hate catching

I wear you like a new tattoo And I'll be so happy that I'm stuck with you And we cannot deface in any weather But now it's all making sense The design, the desire, I don't wanna remove You're the kind of thing that I could love forever I wear it like a

I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (Yeah) You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it Yeah, breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble Lashes and diamonds,

Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory just another story We gonna fight your brother Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl Love 'n' hate tattooed across the knuckles of

Tattoos, Suu-Whoop, Bugatti, new boo Tattoos, Suu-whoop, Bugatti, new boo You tatted your face and changed the culture (you changed) You screamed "Suu-Whoop" and them gangsters loved you (yeah, yeah) You bought a Bugatti so you could flex (so you can

Ey oh ey oh, when a guy like me Ey oh ey oh, gets a girl like you Yeah, you better know we're going to take it downtown, Showin' everybody what I'm crazy about. Ey oh ey oh, anywhere we go, ey oh ey oh, gotta let 'em all know. And I'mma tattoo your name

And now my bitter hands Of what was everything All been washed in black Tattooed everything Sheets of empty canvas Untouched sheets of clay Were laid spread out before me As her body once did

Ferris wheel make our ride Soaking the summer in, Coppertone glistening Tracing the tattoos on your skin One, two, three months fly Like a blink in your blue eyes In beach town Caught in that beach blonde salt sand tide Where young love rolls in fast as