Mom Was On Tequila

Mom Was On Tequila - Reinier Zonneveld

Lyrics by：H.P. Baxxter/Marc Blou/Jay Frog/Jens Thele

Composed by：Reinier Zonneveld

Scooter and Zonneveld

Who's in the house from

The North to the South

Filth on acid

Mom's on the floor

She's dancing like a queen

Weird things happened

Things I've never seen

Tried to call a cab

But she started to rap

I talked to Sheila

Mom was on tequila

Calling out to all the ravers on the floor

Midnight beats love you always to the core

Calling out to all the ravers on the floor

Midnight beats love you always to the core

Nearly back home we paid the bill

She's singing to the driver

Showing off her skill

Her glass was empty

She wanted to refill

I talked to Sheila

Mom was on tequila

Calling out to all

The ravers on the floor

Midnight beats love

You always to the core

Rave it up don't slow it down

Wowwwwww

This is for the ravers

Better warn your neighbors

Calling out to all

The ravers on the floor

Midnight beats love you always to the core

I talked to Sheila mom was on tequila

We rave

We rave

We jump

We jump

We shout

We shout

We scream

Calling out to all the ravers on the floor

Midnight beats love you always to the core

Calling out to all the ravers on the floor

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah