Sittin' here la la, waitin' on my ya ya, uh huh, alright Sittin' here la la, waitin' on my ya ya, uh huh, she's outta sight May sound funny, but I don
Translation: The Steve Miller Band. Ya Ya.
By: M. Levy and C. Lewis Sittin' here la la, waitin' on my ya ya Uh-huh, alright Sittin' here la la, waitin' on my ya ya Uh-huh, she's outta sight
heat up like a burnin' flame Burnin' flame full of desire Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher Abra-abra-cadabra I want to reach out and grab ya Abra
of them high school parties you know what I'm sayin Eh yo if you got a cup put it up in the air And if your smoking on a blunt better puff it and share Ya
blow a arm off Oh, Lord, you don't want no problems wit dude I'm out that Band, so you now the boy-band news I bruise ya crew then ride out then head
will Never say, never say no Don't ever let me hear ya say ya gotta go Never say, never say no Never let me hear ya say ya gotta go No, never
your pretty face You stand your ground And show the lightning in your eyes And then I feel it Cool magic wins me over Oh, so silent, always strong and I tell ya
Wanna talk with you Don't mean no harm baby Won't tell ya what to do Won't tell ya what to do Won't tell ya what to do Won't tell ya what to do
on a midnight train I'll be knocking on your door, I'll be calling out your name You don't need to worry, it'll be alright Cause the midnight train is coming to ya
uh) those are pickers motherFUCKER. I like the joker, I think this is fresh, if Steve Millers got a problem we can fuckin shove dude he doesn't wanna get ya
Oh, Lord! You don't want no problems wit dude I'm out that Band, so you now the boy-band news I bruise ya crew then ride out then head to the hideout
