40 Degrees

I don't have the answer
 But I have a plan
 I don't have the answer
 But I have a plan
 Let's go Ibiza and feed me the drugs
 I got the money, you bring something corrupt
 We're sick and tired but we can't get enough
 Drown in cocaine and pass out at 40 degrees
 
 I don't have the answer
 But I have a plan
 I don't have the answer
 But I have a plan
 Let's go to Paris, la beauté est dans la rue
 L'éclat c'est moi et je t'aime moi non plus, bleh
 Let's go get stoned 'cause we love how it feels
 To sip champagne and pass out at 40 degrees
 40 Degrees
 40 Degrees
 40 Degrees
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 Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Let's go Ibiza and feed me the drugs, oh yeah
 Let's go Ibiza and see where it's at, oh yeah
 
 I don't have the answer
 But I have a plan
 I don't have the answer
 But I have a plan
 I have a plan