Beach night looking, I'm a coming to party
Another late night, staying up, don't answer my phone
Bright light traffic, there's a conflict in Holly
Saw the red light goin' who's not makin' it home
Can't stop laughing, you were high on the Molly
Put a sticker on your cheek and lay flat on the floor
Five, ten, fifteen still bet on Capela
He's that young gun young has dunkin' the ball
I can't stop taking chances
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
I can't stop taking chances
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la
Yeah, you're bigger than me
Maybe tougher than me
Yeah, you're fatter, maybe stronger, even cooler than me
And you're out on the streets
Got your foot on the beat
You are dancing like the rover wearing Mardi Gras beads
Yeah, you're smoking my trees
And you're stealing my steez
But I'll only give you love, man we're killing the bees
Yeah, I'm flyin' around
High in my little scene
Like an ocean full of lotion on some nautical dreams
I can't stop taking chances
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
I can't stop taking chances
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la
I can't stop taking chances
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
I can't stop taking chances
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la
I can't stop taking chances
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
I can't stop taking chances
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, ah
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