Well yeah I know what you want me to I don't know what you want
I don't know what you want me to do I don't know what I am
The wingman echoes me, reset the afterburner handle
It's terrible for me to come to a barbecue on a red Ford
It seems to me or the police are a little fucked up
Eiffel Tower on the background of the Champ de Mars
The city above the free Neva how good it feels for me in it