Tekst piosenki
she gotta get me all alone with the folks away
i'm up all night and down all day
it must be my, my lucky day
she asks me in to sort her out
i bring it on to make her twist and shout
its the sorta thing you onli read about
in the sun... if i could f,f,figure it out
figure it out
if i could f,f,figure it out
figure it out
gonna get me on the back of her 125
i- hold tight to stay alive
i'm revved up and ready for the ride
she asks me in to sort her out
i bring it on to make her twist and shout
its the sort of thing you only read about
in the sun... if i could f,f,figure it out
figure it out
if i could f,f,figure it out,
figure it out,
she asks me in to sort her out
i bring it on to make her twist and shout
its the sort of thing you only read about
in the sun... if i could f,f,figure it out
figure it out
if i could f,f,figure it out
figure it out.
if i could f-f-figure it out
(i can't) figure it out
if i could f-f-figure it out
(i can't) figure it out!
