Come on out and dance if you get the chance
We're gonna spit on the rivals
All I wanna know is how far you wanna go
Fighting for survival
Underneath the stars where we parked our cars
Ain't sure when the signs are stopping
Little girls, take it to the curves
Ready to let a car come
If you wanna go, I'm gonna go
I got a fire burning
I'm gonna take my hand
When you see the man
Maybe it's gonna be a bit of a war
Maybe it's gonna be a bit of a war
That's Floryland, it's just down there
Pretty good views
Some yak, for company, maybe for dinner
4,300 meters
It's gonna be us, Donna
I got something here
If you give me one more beer
I'm gonna call the runner
I don't wanna say what I have to say
Babe, I'm kicking off now
If you wanna go
I'm gonna go
I'm going back down south now
I'm going back down south now
I'm going back down south now
If you wanna go
I'm going back down south now
I'm going back down south now
Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh!
