C'mon.
Baby we could go,
Back to the basics.
Trailer park love,
Wearing them ASICS,
And gold.
I can speak Spanish,
You can sing for the neighbours,
You've been pretty stupid,
Ever since you got famous.
Uh-oh, uh-oh, wrong side,
Of the tracks, boy.
Uh-oh, uh-oh, if only,
We'd go back, boy.
'Cause nobody does it like you,
I like the way that you move,
That's why I never go through,
With leaving you.
Everybody's sayin' that,
You're not good for me.
Your friends all swear,
That you've changed but,
I still keep it O.G.
This tune could be a reminder,
Of how it all used to be.
So shut up, and come...
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