"Foreign Boys" lyrics
Hello Hello
I just thought I'd let you know, I'm on a plane and I never want to see you again
If you adore her, Dior her, what he said to that girl before her
If you adore her, Dior her, what he said to that girl before her
He's got the rhythm and his rolly on his wrist
I got my red dress, high heels
Took a sip, fresh coconut
Why don't we skinny dip, free the nip
("Bella almeno una cena prima cazzo no?")
Made my way to Milano
Bad boy Italiano
Met his mother on the very first date
Don't like that I like Americano
He's got that accent
Attraction
Sweet talk for the satisfaction
Got that accent
Attraction
Sweet talk but I can't understand him
Met another, he's Parisian
("Salut ça va")
That's when Ei-fell, it's a pity
He liked my scent of Chanel, lips of Dior
("Ouais tu sais que t'es grave mon style")
("Hola Skylar")
Darling don't you know it takes two to tango
Bachata my way if your name's Fernando
On the tip of his tounge, estamos bailando
("La verdad que me gustó mucho como baliabas")
I got the sun in my eyes and the moon at my feet
Why don't we turn off the lights
When you move with me
Say you adore me, then Dior me
Candle light on the beach
("Vamos a la playa")
I got a type for
For forgein guys
I'm his princess in a pink Porsche, drive German
Daddy got a Merc' E class, I prefer him
Did a runner when I asked for that Birkin
("Wollen immer nur mein Geld, diese Mädchen")
He got that Eastern flavour
Likes that I'm feminine, like Mother Nature
No we don't split the bill, he pays in paper
His Persian princess better love thy neighbour
("Habibi, come to Dubai")
Bottoms up for the accent, oh my
It's a fatal attraction, why why
5 course Michelin star for the night
How we dance to the other end of the equator
I got the sun in my eyes and the moon at my feet
Why don't we turn off the lights
When you move with me
Say you adore me, then Dior me
Candle light on the beach
I got a type for
For forgein guys
Mr Linguist, serenade in sheets of satin
He's got his hand on my waist while his tongue talks Latin
Hips move with the way he says my name
("Hola Skylar")
He'll never see me again
Bow tie, nice accent, skin caramelo
Sun in my eyes, bit of blue from the cielo
Pretty face, pose like modello
Sweet tounge, spoke like Othello
("Hace tiempo que no te veo")
I got the sun in my eyes and the moon at my feet
Why don't we turn off the lights
When you move with me
Say you adore me, then Dior me
Candle light on the beach
I got a type for
For forgein guys
If you adore her, Dior her, what he said to that girl before her
If you adore her, Dior her, what he said to that girl before her
He's got that accent
Attraction
Sweet talk for the satisfaction
Got that accent
Attraction
Sweet talk but I can't understand him
("I need to learn more English")
I just thought I'd let you know, I'm on a plane and I never want to see you again
If you adore her, Dior her, what he said to that girl before her
If you adore her, Dior her, what he said to that girl before her
He's got the rhythm and his rolly on his wrist
I got my red dress, high heels
Took a sip, fresh coconut
Why don't we skinny dip, free the nip
("Bella almeno una cena prima cazzo no?")
Made my way to Milano
Bad boy Italiano
Met his mother on the very first date
Don't like that I like Americano
He's got that accent
Attraction
Sweet talk for the satisfaction
Got that accent
Attraction
Sweet talk but I can't understand him
Met another, he's Parisian
("Salut ça va")
That's when Ei-fell, it's a pity
He liked my scent of Chanel, lips of Dior
("Ouais tu sais que t'es grave mon style")
("Hola Skylar")
Darling don't you know it takes two to tango
Bachata my way if your name's Fernando
On the tip of his tounge, estamos bailando
("La verdad que me gustó mucho como baliabas")
I got the sun in my eyes and the moon at my feet
Why don't we turn off the lights
When you move with me
Say you adore me, then Dior me
Candle light on the beach
("Vamos a la playa")
I got a type for
For forgein guys
I'm his princess in a pink Porsche, drive German
Daddy got a Merc' E class, I prefer him
Did a runner when I asked for that Birkin
("Wollen immer nur mein Geld, diese Mädchen")
He got that Eastern flavour
Likes that I'm feminine, like Mother Nature
No we don't split the bill, he pays in paper
His Persian princess better love thy neighbour
("Habibi, come to Dubai")
Bottoms up for the accent, oh my
It's a fatal attraction, why why
5 course Michelin star for the night
How we dance to the other end of the equator
I got the sun in my eyes and the moon at my feet
Why don't we turn off the lights
When you move with me
Say you adore me, then Dior me
Candle light on the beach
I got a type for
For forgein guys
Mr Linguist, serenade in sheets of satin
He's got his hand on my waist while his tongue talks Latin
Hips move with the way he says my name
("Hola Skylar")
He'll never see me again
Bow tie, nice accent, skin caramelo
Sun in my eyes, bit of blue from the cielo
Pretty face, pose like modello
Sweet tounge, spoke like Othello
("Hace tiempo que no te veo")
I got the sun in my eyes and the moon at my feet
Why don't we turn off the lights
When you move with me
Say you adore me, then Dior me
Candle light on the beach
I got a type for
For forgein guys
If you adore her, Dior her, what he said to that girl before her
If you adore her, Dior her, what he said to that girl before her
He's got that accent
Attraction
Sweet talk for the satisfaction
Got that accent
Attraction
Sweet talk but I can't understand him
("I need to learn more English")
Writer(s): Dom Feil-roots, Skylar Ivy
