120 BPANAM Songtext
von Pan Amsterdam

Malaysian′s my thing
Noodles, cellophane
You don't know about it mayne
Better than a plantain

A chicken wing, pork fried rice and a chicken wing
I ain′t for the games, I ain't one for the games
Showing my thing on the big screen
Brunettes in a gangbang
Confederate flags ain't her thing
But, she′ll do it for the money mayne


Olives in cocktails... yes
Made to relieve my stress
I′ll keep 'em going to the dawn
Then help you find your dress
A gentlemen′s my name
And so we weren't in vain
We flew to Vegas last night and I gave you my last name

Dancing ′til you were sweaty
Your fragrance drove me crazy
Perfume with slight booty smell
You 'bout to have my baby
I love you, you so funky
And so damn thick and chunky
And though I be the Prince of Wales
I still like riding donkeys