Yuh, yuh, yuh. She said, do you love me? I tell her, only part of ya. Only love my tops, looks, my moods, I'm sorry. Time they want, don't give me politics, no talking. Mi homa, konnichiwa, and sunrise beams. Yeah, you know me. So-so-ching-long-ching-dong-bong-ching-dong. Panda boy go like a party. Tryna get me that gutty. Hi-yah!