LEARN LYRICS

Contact
Contact
Contact, yeah
I've got loads of contacts
There's zero points on my license
I just left Le Bourget
Those idiots are waiting for me at CDG
Dark shades, pretty handsome
Talking behind my back's a sin
I've been here since JCVD
Since the DVD player
I pretend to watch her
Chicks just reek of custody
One drink too many, it's a disaster
I need a woman like Lagertha
Been knocking on the door a hundred years
Ignored by these sons of pigs
I don't like doors, I teleport
All roads lead to Erebor
If she's good, I get with her
Realistic like Machiavelli
I fled into my cave
When I saw all the dudes there
There's no dumb job
Gold and oil under my feet
It's better you submit
Before you step into the cemetery
Smirk
'Cause I saw she put in
Her own to get invited
Since the card is unlimited
It's old Wara, don't shoot
If you break it, you fix it
In the 93 they'll shake you down
It's the Almighty who'll stop you
In the game I've gone pro
The Grim Reaper walks through the door
I still don't know what she takes
But I think she backs Pascal Praud
Product in the boca
Drop by the spot when you can
You live la vida loca
Don't forget to drop off your rental
I'm about to leave
I'll turn back just to say
There's a big demon for cheap
Just for a Vladimir Putin
Crazy when I think about it
Always rehashing my childhood
Watching people who don't matter
They deserve only indifference
It's crazy when I think about it
Always rehashing my childhood
Watching people who don't matter
They deserve only indifference
It's crazy when I think about it
Rehashing my childhood
Nobodies