Seven colors in your hair

Get your boots on, dear, 'cause we're going out there

Don't care 'bout the dress code

Put it on, let's go

Girls go wild 'cause we're going al fresco

Ha! No need to perform

Hands on our bodies, gonna keep our skills warm

We need social reform 'cause we're just so criminal

Linguist subliminal, damages minimal

Top percentile, largest fraction

Massive attraction, girl-on-girl action

Stop that, I'm gonna need a redaction

Drop that, you already got your reaction

Me? I'm gonna keep on smilin'

You? You're gonna need restylin'

I got the quote back from the jeweler

You're gettin' 20 percent cooler

Yeah, I own this beat

You can call me the king or the ruler

Felon on bass, gettin' hoarse at the mic

We're gettin' 20 percent cooler

We had a great day out

Callin' my name like Ferris Bueller

It's time to wrap this up

We're gettin' 20 percent cooler

Shh, reduce that treble

There's an eight or nine who think they're on my level

Like a rebel in a bunker gettin' shelled with a mortar

Bump up and down 'cause I think you ought to

Place your hand on my thigh

Don't be coy, I can hear you sigh

Grinding your hips, I'll be flashin' my pink

And in ten seconds flat, you'll be back with a drink

(Whoo!) Bring out the Bacardi!

Twilight Sparkle up in the party

Tap that, like a phone in the Cold War

Room on the third floor, knockin' at my front door

Me? I'm kind of a rarity

You? Work that dexterity

Lean back now, here's what I meant

Gettin' cooler by 20 percent

Yeah, I own this beat

You can call me the king or the ruler

Felon on bass, gettin' hoarse at the mic

We're gettin' 20 percent cooler

We had a great day out

Callin' my name like Ferris Bueller

It's time to wrap this up

We're gettin' 20 percent cooler

Yeah, I own this beat

You can call me the king or the ruler

Felon on bass, gettin' hoarse at the mic

We're gettin' 20 percent cooler

We had a great day out

Callin' my name like Ferris Bueller

It's time to wrap this up

We're gettin' 20 percent cooler