More songs by Flea
Description
Upright Bass: Anna Butterss
Vocals: Anna Butterss
Vocals: Chris Warren
Unknown: Clint Welander
Drums, Vocals: Deantoni Parks
Masterer: Eric Boulanger
Electric Bass: Flea
Trumpet, Vocals: Flea
Guitar, Vocals: Jeff Parker
Producer: Josh Johnson
Alto Saxophone: Josh Johnson
Vocals: Josh Johnson
Percussion: Mauro Refosco
Alto Flute: Rickey Washington
Mixing Engineer: Ryan Hewitt
Trombone: Vikram Devasthali
Writer: Flea
Lyrics and translation
Original
Put your girlfriend on to the sound of my songs
I make her speakers knock, knock, knock, knock
She wanna pop out her lil' pink thong
She burnt the duvet cover with the curling iron
Listening to my, hm
Put your girlfriend on to the sound of my songs
You awake?
Wanna get out? Yeah, I know it's late
Only wanna see you, I got shit to play
Back blown out of that Bimmer, bae
You awake?
Wanna get out? Yeah, I know it's late
Too many people try to pump fake
All I wanna see is your face down in my bed
While you sing me my songs
Yeah, her pussy more bald than the tires on her Honda Accord
Yeah, she risking it all just to come over, hear me record (ay, turn me up, baby)
Loves to hear my cadence, who can really blame her?
My voice feel like you on all fours
Say she's quitting her job and she's leaving her man
Just to come and see me on tour
I got a hooptie full of groupies, they want rides in my new Aventador
But she my favorite fan, I'ma bump the speakers out that Sprinter van
All the way till the morn'
Tell me, baby, if you on the way
Too many people try to pump fake
All I wanna see is your face down in my bed
While you sing me my songs
Put your girlfriend on to the sound of my songs
I make her speakers knock, knock, knock, knock
She wanna pop out her lil' pink thong
She burnt the duvet cover with the curling iron
Listening to my, hm
Put your girlfriend on to the sound of my songs
You awake?
Wanna get out? Yeah, I know it's late
Only wanna see you, I got shit to play
Back blown out of that Bimmer, bae
You awake?
Wanna get out? Yeah, I know it's late
Only wanna see you, I got shit to play
Back blown out of that Bimmer, bae
Yeah
Fuck
How am I supposed to have that?
Am I just supposed to just cry and be sad?