Tell me why
Should I let you go, go, go, go
You know I love you so, so, so, so
That's why I am here tonight
So put your hands up
Why shouldn't I flow, flow, flow, flow
And pump it up on stereo, oh, oh, oh, oh
It's time to stomp on five
Ladies and gentlemen, the 89ers are back, come on, let's go!
(Whoo-oo)
(Whoo-oo)
(Whoo-oo)
(Whoo-oo)
This song's for you and that's no lie
You can't imagine, how hard I really try
To satisfy you everyday
And all that you do is coming at me
You doing it like a killer-bee
Hey, hey, it's alright
We have to stop our feeling-fight
Oh, oh, (you) take my hand
89ers is a punk dance band
Please tell me why should I let you go, go, go, go
Because I love you so, so, so, so
That's why I'm here tonight
So put your hands up
Why shouldn't I let it flow flow flow?
And pump it up the stereo, oh, oh, oh, oh
It's time to stop on fight!
Come with me, let's go for a ride
Follow me to the brighter side
Pretty girl, just look around
That everybody is jumping around to the 89ers sound
Hey, hey, what's that noise
Rushing into yous of the girls and boys?
Oh, oh, enjoy the show
That the 89ers have a punchline flow
Please tell me why should I let you go, go, go, go
Because I love you so, so, so, so
That's why I'm here tonight
So put your hands up
Why shouldn't I let it flow flow flow?
And pump it up the stereo, oh, oh, oh
It's time to stop on fight!
So put your hands up - why shouldn't I let it flow flow flow?
And pump it up the stereo, oh, oh, oh
It's time to stop on fight!
