Well black out    Well no time    The skin of the city is pulling real tight    Around the big head of the hot rind    The skin of the city is blushing at the sight    Of her, of her, of her, of her    It's deja vu       You got your    Big teeth with your big bite    You're ripping off the wrong tag shaking off the right    Can you sink ships with your pink thighs?    The skin of the city is shaking at the sight    Of her, of her, of her, of her    It's deja vu       Well here it is again    Can you make it to the end of the deja vu?    Well here it comes again    Can you make it to the end    Of her, of her, of her, of her, of her?       The way you look    Five beats slow    I'm wiggling       The way you look    Five beats slow    I'm wiggling       The way you look    Five beats slow    I'm wiggling       Well here it comes again    Can you make it to the end of the deja vu?    Well here it is again    Can you make it to the end of the deja vu?    Well here it comes again    Can you make it to the end    Of her, of her, of her, of her, of her?