Welcome To The Third World (French Version)

Hey there, you know I don't see a dog like you

You hang around in the cold blackness

And watch it all

Guess you just love the ladies

Why don't you walk your ass on up

Say, "Hey girl, you dance pretty good for a almost white girl"

And uhhhh ummm

Your lips they sure do match my wallet

Hey

Oh I get so tired

But you know

Somebody gotta keep the shotguns off the dance floor

Say, why don't you finish that now girl?

And we can stroll out into the midnight air

And skin up a fat one

Yeah, you gonna dig on this, yip

A nice big fat one, yeah, fat one

Makes you a little bit insecure

See, that's good for a dog like you

Chills out your ego

I mean, what you gonna do boy?

Which tells you you gotta turn the heat up

You gonna say, "why don't we go back to my place, so we can talk"?

About Dostoevsky

Huh? Hey, where'd she go?

The girl is gone now, where'd she go now? You're alone now

Oh, this ain't like college town

No, welcome to the third world

The boys like the girls and the girls like the money

You gotta spread it around

You see, the girls like the boys and the boys like the honey

After bee, after bee, after bee (or after me, after me, after me)

The boys like the girls and the girls like the money

Spread it around, uh oh

'Cause you like the honey, oooh

Oh yeah, the honey

Keeps the bears all stuck in their chairs 'til it's too late

And it's way too late

Yip, it's all way too late, oh

Yip, see the crowd gets a little bit thin

And a little bit crazy

You see, just like that

That's right

I would