Testo Na Na Na

Hugs, gimme hugs, gimme hugs
I don't need it, but I'll sell what you got
Take the cash and I'll keep it
Eight legs to the wall
Hit the gas, kill 'em all
And we crawl, and we crawl
You be my detonator
Love, gimme love, gimme love
I don't need it, but I'll take what I want from your heart
And I'll keep it in a bag, in a box
Put an X on the floor
Gimme more, gimme more
Shut up and sing it with me

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From mall security
Na Na Na Na Na Na
To every enemy
Na Na Na Na Na Na
We're on your property
Standing in V formation
Na Na Na Na Na Na Let's blow an artery
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Eat plastic surgery
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

More! Gimme more! Gimmie!

Oh, Let me tell you 'bout the sad man
Shut up and let me see your jazz hands
Remember when you were a madman
Thought you was Batman
And hit the party with a gas can
Kiss me you animal

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You run the company
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Hug like a Kennedy
Na Na Na Na Na Na
I think we'd rather be
Burning your information
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Let's blow an artery
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Eat plastic surgery
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation...