Come on
One, two, three
Come on, ladies
Show'em what you got
You know you ride it good
Sing to them, girl
Sex and the City
It looks good like that
Here we go, here we go, what's up
One, two, three, go
Toe to toe
Dancing very close
Barely breathing
Almost comatose
Wall to wall
People hypnotised
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in Rapture
(I like that, come on)
Back to back
Sacrailiac
Spineless movement
And a wild attack
(One, two, three, hit it)
Face to face
Sadly solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture
(Yeah, come on, ladies, let's go)
Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's fly
To all my hot girls in my hot ride
You know I'm fresh, you know I'm good
Keep the ladies special like you always could
They're all four friends, in New York they'd met
And they always sit together in the city's
Me and my girls wanna catch a cab
Up Fifth Avenue and some shopping bags
Wherever I go, two friends behind me
Three's a company before there's a party
Turning eyes in our cute little cafe
Girls may come and say she's gettin' nasty
Empire State, state
Me and my home girls, 'couse they're my soulmates
Grown and sexy while you're married with kids
'Couse I'm so Carrie and my man's so Big
(You like that)
Toe to toe
Dancing very close
Barely breathing
Almost comatose
Wall to wall
People hypnotised
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in Rapture
Back to back
Sacrailiac
Spineless movement
And a wild attack
Face to face
Sadly solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture
Yeah, it's a rapture