Baby.
Sing it, Pali,
and come sing it, sing it, Pali
Up inna mi hotel room, girl inna mi hotel room
Je serai porté dans un hôtel,
un motel,
un holiday inn
C'est moi
Promis j't'appelle si tu m'donnes ton phone-tel
J't'emmène réunie au Formula 1, y'a le top hotel
C'rait mon domaine dans l'chouette des hôtels,
j'excelle
Cinq étoiles minimum pour la pupelle de Bratel
J'parle de bain avec Jacuzzi, vue sur la plaine
Room service, majordome et valet hôtel
La classe dans l'île de tes rêves,
cocktail exotique au bout de lèvres
Lu qu'une soirée pour t'aimer sans trêve,
dans la c'est juste parce que la vie s'achève
Girl come sing it, sing it, Pali,
and come sing it, sing it, Pali
Up inna mi hotel room,
girl inna mi hotel room Girl come sing it,
sing it,
Pali,
and come sing it, sing it, Pali
Up inna mi hotel room, girl inna mi hotel room
Personally I don't like when I'm lonely
Up inna mi room by meself that not funny
Why would I want to spend all that money
Get back to my room alone without a honey
When morning a light a sun a peep through the grey
Inna sphere a bag a little your breakfast a today
Corneo,
real pimping,
rude boy simping With Lord Cowan he keep he and she cut him licking
Girl come sing it,
sing it,
Pali,
and come sing it,
sing it,
Pali
Up inna mi hotel room,
girl inna mi hotel room Girl come sing it,
sing it,
Pali,
and come sing it, sing it, Pali
Up inna mi hotel room, girl inna mi hotel room
Martinique,
Guadalajara,
Montego Bay,
Ibiza,
Ilpierre,
Gilmoris,
Nosipe
Cositini,
Cubici,
Cosu,
Les Alizés,
Gouterud,
Bois et Plex,
Montez,
je pense je les idées
Dans une île paradisiaque,
cocktail aphrodisiac Faire rentrer un somniac comme Yot ou un zodiac
Busy, busy baby,
easy lady
Girl come sing it, sing it, Pali,
and come sing it, sing it, Pali
Up inna mi hotel room,
girl inna mi hotel room
Girl come sing it,
sing it,
Pali,
and come sing it,
sing it,
Pali
Personally I don't like when I'm lonely
Up inna mi room by myself dat no funny
Why would I want to spend all that money?
Get back to my room alone without a horn
When morning a light a sun a peep through the grey
Inna sphere a gal it a your bed fi start a day
Call you real pimping, rude boy sinking
With Lord Cohen you keep your hands shake on him linking