Electric Callboy We got the moves

Summer mood, hot sand under my feet
Cold beer, cheap wine
Yeah, that’s all that we need
We got the moves, we got the moves
And everybody’s like
„Oh, fuck yeah, let’s do it again!“

We got the moves, we got the moves
And everybody’s like
„Yesterday we drank too much, let’s do it again!“
We got the groove, we got the groove
So everybody, put your hands straight up!
Tonight is the night!