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Paroles
We don't wanna go home
We're bad people and we do bad things
Yeah, we don't wanna go home
We don't wanna, we don't wanna go
We're bad people and we do bad things
Here we go, don't ya know
We're the ones that keep it wicked
Rock n' Roll, all good, mix it up
That's my ticket
Cruisin in my Cadillac Escalade trickin'
Sometimes like it easy, sometimes like it rugged
Keep control, don't ya know
Hit the floor, run for cover
Yeah, flew around the world about fifty times over
From New York to LA to the white cliffs of Dover
The road can be my enemy, the road can be my lover
Watch how we do this yeah
We don't wanna go home
Yeah watch how we do this yeah
No, no no we don't wanna go home
From the humble neighborhoods, we're takin' over the dance floor
We don't wanna go home
From the humble neighborhoods, we're gettin out of control
We're bad people and we do bad things
Here we go, hit the road
We're the ones that make it crazy
Mix it up try luck
This ain't time to get lazy
Meetin' at 11 in the hotel lobby
Same faces, different places
Never knowin' where we going now
Someday I'm die but it won't be from boredom
If you've got the skills then I suggest that you throw down
Meet us at the spot 'cause it's gonna be a showdown
Naw, you can't ride the bus
Man you better cool down
Watch how we do this yeah
Yeah watch how we do this yeah
We don't wanna go home
From the humble neighborhoods, we're takin' over the dance floor
We don't wanna go home
From the humble neighborhoods, we're gettin out of control
We're bad people and we do bad things
Here we go, don't ya know
We're the ones that keep it wicked
Rock n' Roll, all good, mix it up
That's my ticket
Cruisin in my Cadillac Escalade trickin'
Sometimes like it easy, sometimes like it rugged
Keep control, don't ya know
Hit the floor, run for cover
Yeah, flew around the world about fifty times over
From New York to LA to the white cliffs of Dover
The road can be my enemy, the road can be my lover
(Watch how we do this yeah)
We don't wanna go home
(Yeah watch how we do this yeah)
No, no no we don't wanna go home
From the humble neighborhoods, we're takin' over the dance floor
We don't wanna go home
From the humble neighborhoods, we're gettin out of control
We're bad people and we do bad things
Oh we don't wanna go
We don't wanna go
We don't wanna go
Writer(s): Alecia Moore, Timothy Armstrong
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