Pete Tong, HER-O, Jules Buckley, Wiley — Born Slippy
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(Drive boy, dog boy, dirty numb angel boy)
(In the doorway boy, she was a lipstick boy)
(She was a beautiful boy, and tears boy)
(And all in your inner space boy, you had)
(Drive boy, dog boy, dirty numb angel boy)
(In the doorway boy, she was a lipstick boy)
(She was a beautiful boy, and tears boy)
(And all in your inner space boy, you had)
O.A.I.B for remember us
When a whole month’s wages started high but it went to dust
7am on the beach floatin’
With the girls from the club
Who we met earlier on the street promotin’
I said «Take me back to that fresh sea bass»
I was in for days, I didn’t think I’d reach back
Times with your mates that you won’t forget
Times with my mates that I won’t regret
Times with your mates that you won’t forget
Times with my mates that I won’t regret
(Drive boy, dog boy, dirty numb angel boy)
(In the doorway boy, she was a lipstick boy)
(She was a beautiful boy, and tears boy)
(And all in your inner space boy, you had)
On the beach where the girls look peng
Later on it’s DC-10
My bro just lost his bank card
Like how, like why, like when
Might have lost it back in the old town
Take a trip back there, have a look round
See a poster, Carl Cox, Pete Tong on the line up
Everything kosher
Put me on the jet list, put me on the guest list
Plus one, plus one, and I might need another plus one
On a scooter, getting’ about
After-party, I’m getting’ about
Closin’ party, I’m gettin’ about
Jump in the whip and I’m jettin’ about
On a scooter, getting’ about
After-party, I’m getting’ about
Closin’ party, I’m gettin’ about
Jump in the whip and I’m jettin’ about
(Drive boy, dog boy, dirty numb angel boy)
(In the doorway boy, she was a lipstick boy)
(She was a beautiful boy, and tears boy)
(And all in your inner space boy, you had)
(Drive boy, dog boy, dirty numb angel boy)
(In the doorway boy, she was a lipstick boy)
(She was a beautiful boy, and tears boy)
(And all in your inner space boy, you had)
(Drive boy, dog boy, dirty numb angel boy)
(In the doorway boy, she was a lipstick boy)
(She was a beautiful boy, and tears boy)
(And all in your inner space boy, you had)
Put me on the jet list, put me on the guest list
Plus one, plus one, and I might need another plus one
On a scooter, getting’ about
After-party, I’m getting’ about
Closin’ party, I’m gettin’ about
Jump in the whip and I’m jettin’ about
