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
