3 Plat 4 lyrics

[Verse]
Yet another
Up in the air
A special corner
With its blue chairs

Never changed for me
Although it's been a few years
It wasn't to the taste
Of the people but who cares

f*ck you
Well, f*ck you

There goes that guy
Trying to jump
Two flights of stairs
Left with a bump

It wasn't always champions
Hanging around
But when the ladies were there
Nobody was touching the ground