Pop

Superstar
Where you from? How’s it going?
I know you got a clue what you’re doing
You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here

Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma Baker she taught her four sons Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma Baker to handle there guns

Today I don’t feel like doing anything I just wanna lay in my bed Don’t feel like picking up my phone, so leave a message at the tone

Brown girl in the ring tra la la la la there’s a brown girl in the ring tra la la la la la Brown girl in the ring tra la la la la she looks like a sugar in a plum plum plum

Bahama, Bahama Ma Ma got the biggest house in town Bahama Ma Ma Bahama, Bahama Ma Ma but her trouble’s getting down Bahama Ma Ma

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down ye-eah we wept, when we remembered Zion By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down ye-eah we wept, when we remembered Zion

Headin’ for the islands heyeah, we’re really flyin’ high Gotta go home, home, home gotta go home, home, home