Jungle

Well, half a train you're not my lover

Your a sad man on the street

And the things you say, just aren't funny

I laugh just to be mean

No, your pretty face just doesn’t cut it anymore

And I’m so tired of falling to the lakes of your eyes

I don’t wanna hear your sound no more

More, more

Ah! Please, go back to the jungle where you came from

Playing with the girl like swingers with the monkeys

Gonna send it to myself, put from my honey

No one can hear you scream

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off off off

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off off off

Well you’re not my friend you’re a really bad lover

Sneak out when you shoulda done me

Now the way that you move is just about the ego

So I’m not gonna stick around

Not gonna know

Not a chapel pretty girl you’re looking for

I’m just an either way to cure all of your floors

I’m gonna shoot us down once in for all, all, all

Ah! Please go back to the jungle where you came from

Playing with the girl like swingers with the monkeys

Gonna send it to myself put from my honey

No one can hear you scream

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off, off, off

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off, off, off

And I feel like, I’m thinking about your absence

And it’s a shame I

It’s worse

And give

Your bye

Back to me

Please go back

Back to the jungle

Back to the jungle

Ah! Please go back to the jungle where you came from

Playing with a girl like swingers with the monkeys

Gonna send it to myself, put from my honey

No one can hear you scream

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off, off, off

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off, off, off

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off me

Take your hands off, off, off