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Jager Yoga lyrics
Songwriters: Cintra, Adriano Ferreira; Matsushita, Luisa Hange;
Oh my God, it s so hot
Oh my God, it s so gold
Oh my God, I m so messed up
I don t know which way to go
Stars above try to guess
Where s my gin, where s my glass?
All this mess comes from your ass
Fuck with us, we re CSS
We didn t come into the world to walk around
We came here to take you out
Come with us, we ll make a toast
For this time about to come
Don t mess my holiday
Don t mess my holiday
Don t mess my holiday
Don t mess my holiday
Oh my God, it s so low
Oh my God, it s so high
Ab-Fab, Claudia Ohana
Dry Martini crossed my eyes
Ask the stars what they say
Desperate living, hairspray
Baltimore with Tanqueray
Live your life John Waters way
We didn t come into the world to walk around
We came here to take you out
Come with us, we ll make a toast
For this time about to come
Don t mess my holiday
Don t mess my holiday
Don t mess my holiday
Don t mess my holiday
Don t mess my holiday
Don t mess my holiday
Don t mess my holiday
Don t mess my holiday
Patsies and Edinas
High on Vitaminas
Monday at the club
Drinking from the tub
The day starts weekend style
There s a piece of dirt in your smile
Hold your body on your legs
Your mouth is stuck to a thousand fags
We didn t come into the world to walk around
We came here to take you out
Come with us, we ll make a toast
For this time about to come
We didn t come into the world to walk around
We came here to take you out
Come with us, we ll make a toast
For this time about to come
Don t you mess my holiday
(Don t mess my holiday)
Don t you mess my holiday
(Don t mess my holiday)
Don t you mess my holiday
(Don t mess my holiday)
Don t you mess my holiday
(Don t mess my holiday)
Don t you mess my holiday
(Don t mess my holiday)
Don t you mess my holiday
(Don t mess my holiday)
Don t you mess my holiday
(Don t mess my holiday)
Don t you mess my holiday
(Don t mess my holiday)
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