C'mon on, 8, everybody, c'mon, 7, c'mon, now, 6, 5 Aw, yeah, I like that shit
When I rock it's like a high 5 Want a slap in the face I love the taste All my days with my wheelchair ways Watch me die in my suicide high I don't mean it 'cause I only come on to you When I step to the room with a powerful motion Leopard skin let the records spin 'Round and round with the speed of sound
High 5, more dead than alive Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills High 5, more dead than alive Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills
Rocky mountain low we gotta go Put that gadget in the random mode Cripple candy rocking the candy Rhumba, brickshot, doing the foxtrot In my car sweating like a dog Beers and chairs no frontiers On my way from the 'Frisco Bay Dixieland, soda-pop man
High 5, more dead than alive Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills High 5, more dead than alive Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills
Yeah, put that machine in random mode Talking about popping jugger Like the last century
Turn that shit off, man, what's wrong with you Man, get the other record, damn
High 5, more dead than alive Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills High 5, more dead than alive Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills High 5, more dead than alive Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills High 5, more dead than alive Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills
Ok, now, do like designer jeans Everybody, designer jeans, say, say, say, say, say: ooh, la la, sasoon C'mon, c'mon, c'mon Everybody One more time, let me hear you say: ooh, la la, sasoon Just do it everybody, c'mon Now I want the ladies All the ladies, say: Sergio Valente, sing it, girl Let me hear you say: Sergio Valente Say: Jordache
