Shady Love - Scissor Sisters

Give me your bum and I hop off the whip

Girl what you drinking, boy give me a sip

I’mma get lose it, then you do And then do my voodoo, then chillin'

Then move with your (meow!)

M and people gon’have a chip on I don’t know what sh-t does she own

She gon’bring her friends a weekend

Head and head, that’s worth the return

I got the purp and the reason effect

He wanna get cinnemon…

Let’s get this show on the road where it crashes

The more so you don’t get no whip on your lip

I’m gonna get my shady love

I’m gonna get my shady love

Shady love, shady love

I’m gonna get my, i’m gonna get my, i’m gonna get my shady love

I’m gonna get my shady love

Shady love, shady love

I’m gonna, i’m gonna, i’m gonna

Shady love, shady love, shady love

Shady love, shady love, shady love

Why so tough

You see me running, but you can’t keep up So let me slow down for you

Baby what, say what you’re looking for

I can get young, get young

I was walking and talking about this …

I met out in Boston

I didn’t see very often, but mmm huh, mmm huh

She gon’vote for obama, and she likes to dance with madonna

Chopstick, back benihanas, so mmm huh, mmm huh

We gon’hop on this hooty, and she’ll take me out to the movies

Let me feel all of her boob-es, so mmm huh, mmm huh

Now she’s touching my booty, and she’s rolling all my beauty

I forget to get to my duties, so mmm huh, mmm huh

Shady love, shady love, shady love…

I’m gonna get my shady love

I’m gonna get my shady love

Shady love, shady love

I’m gonna get my, i’m gonna get my, i’m gonna get my shady love

I’m gonna get my shady love

Shady love, shady love

I’m gonna, i’m gonna, i’m gonna

One doctor shows up on top with the chick’s got con

Get your man, cause he own my fly

We fly cause the nips don’t slip

When the victim flips and dead from the beat don’t stop

My tease, your tease, he sneeze

I pop, I cork, he gets phased, and desert cheat

Got stack, got chips, got cheat

Would you double up, double up Baby come circular, and let your cue

What you know 'bout the babado

Why so tough

You see me running, but you can’t keep up So let me slow down for you

Baby what, say what you’re looking for

I can get young, get young

Shady love, shady love, shady love…

Shady love, shady love, shady love…

Why so tough

You see me running, but you can’t keep up So let me slow down for you

Baby what, say what you’re looking for

I can get young, get young