Well black out 

Well no time 

The skin of the city is pulling real tight 

Around the big head of the hot rind 

The skin of the city is blushing at the sight 

Of her, of her, of her, of her 

It's deja vu 



You got your 

Big teeth with your big bite 

You're ripping off the wrong tag shaking off the right 

Can you sink ships with your pink thighs? 

The skin of the city is shaking at the sight 

Of her, of her, of her, of her 

It's deja vu 



Well here it is again 

Can you make it to the end of the deja vu? 

Well here it comes again 

Can you make it to the end 

Of her, of her, of her, of her, of her? 



The way you look 

Five beats slow 

I'm wiggling 



The way you look 

Five beats slow 

I'm wiggling 



The way you look 

Five beats slow 

I'm wiggling 



Well here it comes again 

Can you make it to the end of the deja vu? 

Well here it is again 

Can you make it to the end of the deja vu? 

Well here it comes again 

Can you make it to the end 

Of her, of her, of her, of her, of her?