Bellydancing

[Intro]
[Turkish]
Ya biz sey ariyoruz da boyle darbuka, boyle arabesk falan calsin.
Gobek atalim ya, abi azcik gobek atalim ya!
Intro
[English Translation]
Brother, we’re looking for... um. Like, somewhere that plays arabesque music... With Turkish drums?
We want to dance, we want to belly dance!

[Verse 1]
The city go crazy on a Friday
Tequila start giving me a migraine
Waiting in line getting sloppy
So I’m out
Minimum tab was a thousand
Big boy at the door started bounding
Standing outside in my Versace
Fuck it, let’s go Mariachi!

[Chorus]
So let’s get in a car
Take a shot in the dark
Let it take you wherever
It’s now or it’s never
Lose myself in your eyes
Take the lows with the highs
When we’re rolling together
I’m down for whatever

[Verse 2]
This bar’s good but it’s hella far
Let’s stop by say Merhaba
I’m too drunk for the planning
But let’s go
Damn it’s closed for the weekend
It’s cold outside bloody freezing
I wish I had my
Helly Hansen
Fuck it let’s go
bellydancing!

[Chorus]
So let’s get in a car
Take a shot in the dark
Let it take you wherever
It’s now or it’s never
Lose myself in your eyes
Take the lows with the highs
When we’re rolling together
I’m down for whatever