Back home nobody smiles We ain’t gotta a crush And it’s been while Ah, been a while Tough luck when you live in a hole Well, I think of pink I think of pink all day I only get stuck I gotta say What’s the matter anyway? Jump up and open the door
I can really move God damn, mother fucking groove Alright You think
Aye
Because I didn’t even realise You were meant for me That ain’t no lie Apple my eye Get up and we started to dance
Ah, that’s the way
I can really move God damn, mother fucking groove Alright You think
Oh
1 Hour later I fell so far behind 1 Hour later And she changed her mind
I can really move God damn, mother fucking groove Alright You think
