Blue Mountains Songtext
von Diamond Rugs
Blue Mountains Songtext
Da da da da da da da
What you want, I got it
What you need, I have not
You lookin′ like we got something
You really blow my fucking mind
Da da da da da da da
I got this stool and nothin' but time
Da da da da da da da
I want to tell you something You are really treating me so kind
Seeing you just does that something
You′ve got yours and hell I have got mine
Knowing that we could have anything
Pop it up and get back to the floor
I won't tell your daddy,
Get it on by getting it on, get it on by getting on
Da da da da da da da
You dancing, your heart out
I got my monetary stat
Lets just talk about nothing
I want to tell you something
You are really treating me so kind
Seeing you just does that something
You've got yours and hell I have got mine
Knowing that we could have anything
Pop it up and get back to the floor
I won′t tell your daddy,
Get it on by getting it on, get it on by getting on
I want to tell you something
You are really treating me so kind
Seeing you just does that something
You′ve got yours and hell I have got mine
Knowing that we could have anything
Pop it up and get back to the floor
I won't tell your daddy,
Get it on by getting it on, get it on by getting on
What you want, I got it
What you need, I have not
You lookin′ like we got something
You really blow my fucking mind
Da da da da da da da
I got this stool and nothin' but time
Da da da da da da da
I want to tell you something You are really treating me so kind
Seeing you just does that something
You′ve got yours and hell I have got mine
Knowing that we could have anything
Pop it up and get back to the floor
I won't tell your daddy,
Get it on by getting it on, get it on by getting on
Da da da da da da da
You dancing, your heart out
I got my monetary stat
Lets just talk about nothing
I want to tell you something
You are really treating me so kind
Seeing you just does that something
You've got yours and hell I have got mine
Knowing that we could have anything
Pop it up and get back to the floor
I won′t tell your daddy,
Get it on by getting it on, get it on by getting on
I want to tell you something
You are really treating me so kind
Seeing you just does that something
You′ve got yours and hell I have got mine
Knowing that we could have anything
Pop it up and get back to the floor
I won't tell your daddy,
Get it on by getting it on, get it on by getting on
Writer(s): Ian St. Pe Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com