Freak (feat. Nels the Naughty, Dovesi Dran, Neville & Matilde Petit)

Tradução


Young Scrolls

Compositor: Nels the Naughty / Dovesi Dran / Neville / Matilde Petit / Glarthir / Young Scrolls

I'm guessing you’re angling for an invitation to one of my super parties

Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on

Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on

This tavern wench is pretty
I'm touching on her titty
She’s playing with my dong
Till the situation’s sticky
This Glarthir dude just met us
We’d party if he let us
He thinks there’s something wrong
An assassin’s out to get us

Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on

Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on

Listen closely, I am told
That someone hid a pot of gold
So this might be my precious chance
To get some better chest implants
We all will die here, don’t you see?
Now listen, I might be Petit
And you’re so short, but by the stars
You’re still a damn pain in my arse

Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on

Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on

(Oh, that little Dark Elf harlot!)
Primo! Oh, Primo! (Are you insane?)
Oh my love!
I love him dearly! (Come on!)
Oh, Primo! Oh, Primo!
Oh my love!
I love him dearly!

Anyway
Now everybody get down and dance
Get down and feel the beat!
Now everybody get down and dance
Get down, turn up the heat!
Buss it

Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on

Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on
Get your freak on

I was wondering when you’d get to me
They gave me no choice! I'm not a violent person, but I can only be pushed so far!
Those watching eyes! Always watching me, but never again! I'm free!

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