You aren't turned on, you're on fire
The most divine flow on the whole beach
And with that bikini I want papaya
Mouth to mouth, the smoke collides
Imagine the high, I want your compote
On the beach, babe, all are gorgeous
She likes the natural stuff
That shows in her mouth
It's that few match your walk
You know that your life can complicate you
Nothing submissive, she likes to dominate
She's a posh hippie with a criminal swing
You aren't turned on, you're on fire
The most divine flow on the whole beach
And with that bikini I want papaya
I want to be your love crab
And, bent over, walk like crazy
I'm gonna take the good and the bad from you
And we make an eclipse little by little
You aren't turned on, you're on fire
The most divine flow on the whole beach
'Play one by Danny', babe, yeah
To get over your sorrows, I'll teach you that today
The beach, let's cook, I'm in chill Floyd mode
We Rawa are Babylon boys
You aren't turned on, you're on fire
The most divine flow on the whole beach
And with that bikini I want papaya