U.B.C.L.

歌詞

Faux fur on my bed, we're moving slowly Fill my glass, take it down, turn off that movie Paint me gold, you can have my silver jewelry Keep our sunglasses on, those colors move me Falling down a straight line onto the dance floor Filter sweep shakes my bones, give me bass more Turn it up, get me off, I had it my way DJ loop this, shh up until the break of day Why don't you come along Spinning backwards all night long This rhythm moves along Why not get emotional You can come along Grab my hand and we'll both get gone Say the, to discretion Let's get our party on, oh I know a place we can go, they got white tiger 'Round the back, brass doors, draped in fliers Bitter sweet, no rewind, there is no leaving Cardboard club burning up the air we're breathing Why don't you come along Spinning backwards all night long This rhythm moves along Why not get emotional You can come along Grab my hand and we'll both get gone Say the, to discretion Let's get our party on, can't walk in straight lines