Текст песни Cheryl Cole - Beats N Bass

One, okay, one more glass of this fun
And I'm done
Fuck it
Yeah I'm hitting shots like I don't even care
And I'm getting lost in a tangle of hair

I'm shaking off the week
Heels, I'm gonna move my feet
Got all my girls with me
MBA up in NYC
Hermes bags and we all look pretty
Dressed up like Sex in the City
Hermes bags and we all look pretty
Dressed up like Sex in the City

Hair, face, chest, waist
Hair, face, chest, waist

The beat, the bass
The bombs keep dropping
The beat, the bass
The bombs keep dropping
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl

(The beat, the bass)
(The bombs keep dropping)

Okay, it's on
It's be upon, or is it whisky?
Come on, let's have some
Put your hands up
Put your hands up with me
Don't act cool cause it's making me hot
I'm coming for you if you're ready or not

Oh, let's get scandalous
We're infamous, it's dangerous
I might get adventurous
I might want touch you
Now we're all fucked up and we still look pretty
Walk round like we run this city
All fucked up and we still look pretty
Walk round like we run this city

Hair, face, chest, waist
Hair, face, chest

The beat, the bass
The bombs keep dropping
The beat, the bass
The bombs keep dropping
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl

(The beat, the bass)
(The bombs keep dropping)

Lose your worries on the floor
Cause making love ain't making war
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl

The beat, the bass
The bombs keep dropping
The beat, the bass
The bombs keep dropping
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl

(The beat, the bass)
(The bombs keep dropping)

Lose your worries on the floor
Cause making love ain't making war
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl