Chorus: (M.I.A. and Santogold). . Whachadoin?. All the gals call my house. And they say they see you out. And you put your shit about. Now why you lyin?.
Verse: (Barbie Hatch). I met a boy from under the ground. He said, "Girl, won't you come on down. to my way of thinking. California is sinking. It won't be long now".