Blah Blah Blah

Ba-da-da-da-ba-da blah, blah
Coming out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Just zip your lips like a padlock
And meet me at the back with the jack and the jukebox
I don’t really care where you live at
Just turn around boy and let me hit that
Don’t be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dick’s at
Music’s up
Listen hot stuff
I’m in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough
Stop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you’ll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
Boy come on get your rocks off
Come put a little love in my glove box
I wanna dance with no pants on
Meet me in the back with the jack and the jukebox
So cut to the chase kid
'Cause I know you don’t care what my middle name is
I wanna be naked
But your wasted
Music’s up
Listen hot stuff
I’m in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough
Stop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you’ll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
(3oh! 3)
You be delayin'
You always saying some shit
You say I’m playin'
I’m never layin'
Sayin' «Blah, Blah, Blah.»
'Cause I don’t care who you are
In this bar,
It only matters who I is
Stop ta-ta-talking that Blah blah blah
Think you’ll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah
Think you’ll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah