Nobody's Home

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Rendez-vous avec moi

J'aime faire du vélo jaune

Et danser dans le parc

No, I don't speak French

Really wish I did

But I had you going for a second, just admit it

Now listen, hush now

All this romance is done for

Blood on my hands

Baby puff pass, but I really don't mind

Calling your bluff, baby speak your mind

Do whatever we want tonight

Damn

I must not have got the memo

This is L.A., hello

Don't you worry 'bout the future

We should be hanging out the window

My heart is pumping

And the party's jumping

So can we dance to the beat like there's nobody home?

We don't need nothing more tonight

Smoke it up, let's be dumb

Baby, nobody's home

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Okay, so you've got fashion

And fashion's kinda wack

Swear that shit's just prescribed

It's straight just off the rack

But then you've got style

And style's much more personal

Almost emotional

Do you know what I mean?

I swear it's like a swag from within

Really doesn't matter what you're even wearing

Truly

Yeah, maybe you're born with it

I must not have got the memo

This is L.A., hello

And don't you worry 'bout the future

We should be hanging out the window

My heart is pumping

And the party's jumping

So can we dance to the beat like there's nobody home?

We don't need nothing more tonight

Smoke it up, let's be dumb

Baby, nobody's home

So can we dance to the beat like there's nobody home?

We don't need nothing more tonight

Smoke it up, let's be dumb

Baby, nobody's home

Nobody

Nobody's home

Take your hand

Can we dance like

Nobody

Nobody's home?

Take your hand, yeah

Can we dance like

Nobody

Nobody's home?

Merci, merci, au revoir