Deja Vu

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?