MOHA LA SQUALE – Santa Monica (English lyric)

Intro :
Hey, hey, mmh, mmh
La Squale

1st verse :
Oh, oh, I want my Santa Monica, me too
I want to fuck models, from Monday to Monday, manicured, perfumed, well dressed
Light like a fire fly, Monica is free
Hey, hey, she’s often the prettiest, oh, oh, leave Benita in his bubble
Santa Monica or Santa Barbara, let’s have a toast to your health together, that’s Monica
Oh, oh, she makes my head hurt, she acts deaf in the streets, she’s hot even with flip flops on
Hey, hey, independent, she’s partying, she doesn’t care : you can’t full her plate up (eh, LaSquale, homie)

Chorus (2X) :
Oh, oh, I want my Santa Monica, me too, I want my Santa Monica
Hey, hey, I want my Santa Monica, me too, I want my Santa Monica

2nd verse :
Oh, oh, I want my Santa Monica, hey, hey, nah, it’s not complicated
Comportement en comité (??), she doesn’t fuck with clowns, nah she doesn’t like gossiping, “he’s an asshole” (straight up)
Hey, hey, my Santa Monica, oh, oh, tommorow morning at Manhattan, we’ll take the plane to Rio de Janeiro, no ? We’ve struggled too hard
Struggled, struggled, struggled or fell down
Hey, hey, my Santa Monica, oh, oh, she has that last glass and then she starts to blush
Red heels, she knows how to move, Santa is shining like a jewel
I’m looking at her, I’m crushing, I would love to book her for life

Chorus (2X) :
Oh, oh, I want my Santa Monica, me too, I want my Santa Monica
Hey, hey, I want my Santa Monica, me too, I want my Santa Monica

Outro :
Hey, hey, oh, oh
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, oh, oh
Hey, hey
Sale
La Squale

MOHA LA SQUALE – Santa Monica (English lyrics)