1989
Lyrics
Goodbye 1989, I wanna be the one in control Rock my white shoes, polo tie The next big thing for five years running It's not your turn It's not your turn yet (Woo) Back off, you little shits Gnawing at my bits I see they breed you by the boatload Back off, you little whores Get 'em on all fours And let me beat you to the fucking punch bowl My body's not even cold! My act is just getting old! Goodbye 1989, I wanna be the one in control Rock my white shoes, polo tie The next big thing for five years running It's not your turn It's not your turn yet (Woo) Back off, you little shits Gnawing at my fists I see they breed you by the boatload Back off, you little whores Get 'em on all fours And let me beat you to the fucking punch bowl My body's not even cold! My act is just getting old! Oh, oh, oh (Woo!) Some babies wanna get down like this We hate what we like Oh, oh, oh (Woo!) Some babies wanna get down like this We hate what we like Back off, you little shits Gnawing at my bits I see they breed you by the boatload Back off, you little whores Get 'em on all fours And let me beat you to the fucking punch bowl My body's not even cold! My act is just getting old!
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 01:58
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 184 BPM