Fun Lovin' Criminals - Big Night Out lyrics

Axamillion morals, difference in opinion I was with him, he had 7 jack and cokes in him They had platform heels, nose job bills And some look like their ill with the f**ed up grill Supermodels on my 'D', 1 2 3 He said "2 for you, 2 for me" Face like a saint, s**in' like a sinner Cocaine makes you thinner, c**aine makes you thinner [Chorus] I got supermodels on my 'D' I got supermodels on my 'D' Like Roger Grimsby on eye witness news Man he'll tell you the truth while he's singin' the blues Just like gasarama on Avenue be He'll check under the hood, man he'll teach you Tai Chi He laughed and with a gesture bought a drinks for the girls He said "You gotta have the love in this f**ed up world" You gotta have the love in this f**ed up world You gotta have that sweet, sweet love That keeps you warm at night - ooo bop bop shabba You gotta have that love, for the world the world ain't what it's cracked up, get it cracked up to be - ha ha ha Shoo be doo bop bop I got Supermodels on my 'D' I got Supermodels on my 'D' I got Supermodels on my 'D' I got Supermodels on my 'D' I got Supermodels on my 'D' I got Supermodels on my 'D' I got Supermodels on my 'D' I got Supermodels on my 'D' Can't you see, can't you see That I got a supermodel on my 'D'