Changa کے بول

Baby, now let's go, drive me away Get your body back to the rock of the fray Over the West Coast, find me a way I'm not a rhinestone cowboy today Trippin' on changa, passin' away Add a little chop, can't savour the taste Losing your anger, red in the face Everybody else get out of my way (stretch!) Oh, na-na, na-na, oh, na-na, na-na Oh, na-na, na-na, oh Oh, na-na, na-na, oh, na-na, na-na Oh, na-na, na-na, oh Oh, na-na, na-na, oh, na-na, na-na Oh, na-na, na-na, oh Oh, na-na, na-na, oh, na-na, na-na Oh, na-na, na-na, oh Here we stand and here we fall Go ahead, we need a wrecking ball It'll be wreckin' ya (mellow me down for days) Here we stand and here we fall Go ahead, we need a wrecking ball It'll be wreckin' ya (say that, say that you can)