You sleep in your car, you sleep.
Let's get it
Let's get it
You sleep in your car, you sleep.
So there's no time for the skin to breathe.
You sleep in your car, you sleep.
I'm telling you to make this a song again.

Why and why I do not laugh
What's the complaint Uh
Well, it's an hour earlier than you.
It's what happens.
Hello
That's Moonstar.
Just call me three carnivals here.
They sprout in Changan-dong
I'll let you go Oh

The God above is fair though.
If it's the last thing, I can not sleep.
Sagehead
This year is not as good as last year.
We're at the carnival.
Talking is also a pain in the mouth
Holding your sister head
Let me do it again

Foundation piled up
The skin is nowhere to breathe.
There is no gap.
So wait a minute.
Do not zoom in on the camera.
Do not just keep saying it.
Give me time to yield to your skin.

My sister is sleeping in my car.
So there's no time for the skin to breathe.
My sister is sleeping in my car.
I'm telling you to make this a song again.

Well, it's three o'clock in the morning
Um, I want to go home quickly.
Your Nana Nana
A doggie
I'm the third
I am the second
We need to get out early.

ABC is fixed.
It all ends together anyway. G G G
Sleep in your car
Cock with a makeup
I do not care.

Head shoulder knee foot
Work Work Work Work
Work it up Higher
I do not regret anything
There's nothing more to lose.
What is life?
Stretch your impression.
Do not like to fight anymore

My sister is sleeping in my car.
So there's no time for the skin to breathe.
You sleep in your car, you sleep.
I'm telling you to make this a song again.

Well, you, my sister, my sister.
Well, you, uh,
Now we should get up.
Bread bread Bread bread

Head shoulder knee foot
Work Work Work Work
Work it up
Hands up

Head shoulder knee foot
Work Work Work Work
Work it up
Scream

Life's a little something.
Life's a little something.
Life's a little something.
Stretch your impression.
Do not like to fight anymore

My sister is sleeping in my car.
So there's no time for the skin to breathe.
You sleep in your car, you sleep.
I'm telling you to make this a song again.

Well, you, my sister, my sister.
Well, you, uh,
Now we should get up.
Bread bread Bread bread