Yeah, oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah. . Go to a party, we'll crash it. In a hotel, we'll trash it. Got a bottle, we're drinking. Got a yacht, he's got a yacht? We'll sink it.
We won't try to justify. All the things we do to make you cry. Just sit back and take it slow. We'll inflict another blow. . Don't you think it's kind of strange.
Yeah, war paint, yeah. War paint, put it on, put it on. Night is over, lipstick heaven. Bet you can't get it from the 7/11. . Charcoal is our body armor.
We're in a shiny black taxi cab. Cruising through busy streets. Neon lights shining bright. On shiny black leather seats. Hang a left hang a right. On the corners outta site.
Blond idiots, conceit and greed. All the rage, it's on the beach. . What's it all about, do you know?. What's it all about, would you like to know?. .