"Miami" lyrics

Weather 'round here choppin' and changin'
Surgery in the air
Print shirts and southern accents
Cigars and big hair
We got the wheels, petrol's cheap
We only went there for a week
Got the sun, got the sand
Got the batteries in the Handicam

Her eyes all swimming-pool blue
Dumbbells on a diving board
Baby's always attracted to
The things she's afraid of
Big girl with a sweet tooth watches
Skinny girl in the photo shoot
Freshmen, squeaky-clean
She tastes of chlorine

(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
My mammy

Love the movies, babe
Love to walk through the movie sets
Get to shoot someone in the foot
Get to smoke some cigarettes
No big deal, we know the score
Just back from the video store
Got the car and the car chase
What's he got inside the case?
I want a close-up of that face
Here comes the car chase

(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)

I bought two new suits
Miami
Pink and blue
Miami
I took a picture of you
My mammy
Gettin' hot in a photo booth
Miami
I said you looked like a Madonna
You said "Maybe"
You said, "I wanna have your baby, baby, baby"
We could make something beautiful
Something that wouldn't be a problem
We could make something beautiful
Something that wouldn't be a problem
Least not in Miami
You know, some places are like your auntie
But there's no place like
Miami
My mammy
Miami
My mammy
(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Miami, my mammy
(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Ba bam bam bam bam bam
(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Bam bam bam
(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Shake
(Baba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Shakedown