(feat. Chantal Claret)
This is my vindication
With a little decoration
No need to keep you waitin' (nahnahnahnah)
(Ba-ba-ba-ba-bap)
Be intimidated
By what we have created
Kiss underneath the radaaaaaaaaar
(Ba-ba-ba-ba-bap)
I got myself a fuckin' life
Dressed up in evening wear
I dress myself in fuckin' lies
I don't care
Make-up won't help me oblige too much
It's not faaa-air
To be compared to you-ou-ou [x2]
To be compared to
(You-ou-ou bap-bap-bada-bap)
(Be-be-be ba-ba-bada-ba)
(You-ou-ou bap-bap-bada-bap)
(Be-be-be bap-ba-ba-ba-da-da-da)
Just call me "Mr. Modest"
I got it and I flaunt it
You can applaud if you wanna (nahnahnahnah)
(Ba-ba-ba-ba-bap)
Cock-blockin' non-stoppin'