Songtext von Pleasure Squad

Out on the street, he's a big star wearin' khakis We love his style, he's so tasteful, so classy He still loves you, Cause he's above you He'll bring you luck, keep his picture for good measure And pay the tax cause the chairman needs his pleasure And he don't owe you, Cause he don't know you Anywhere he brings his motocade, We see the pleasure squad and we know he's getting paid Around and round, take it slow girl, won't you twirl now? But never leave, cause their leader runs your world now And he still feeds you (ah, ah, ah) And he still needs you (ah, ah, ah) Anywhere he brings his motocade, We see the pleasure squad and we know he's getting paid [BREAK] Anywhere he brings his motocade, We see the pleasure squad and we know he's getting paid Anywhere that we bring our motorcade, You'll see the pleasure squad You'll know we're getting paid