Coast - Sabina Ddumba, Cherrie

You hit the Motorolla phone call

In the backseat of your dad’s car

There’s no dinner we can go for

Turn this

rock star

all the way to

Drinking, smoking on the cigars

Put that body on a poster

Yeah, send it on a postcard, baby

You look like a visit on an island

Oh, you got me hooked and

But you love and love and love and love, I know me

Just come along with me

To the coast

Let’s drive that Jaguar

To the coast

Oh, coast, mmh

Go

Let’s go see how far

We can go

Coast

Roller coaster

Dressed like locomotion

Let’s make it a moment

Waving up the ocean

Roller coaster

Dressed like locomotion

Let’s make it a moment

And drive that Jaguar to the coast

Oh yeah yeah

You my little rude boy

When I want you, just grab my waist

Control me when I say go

Get me on a ride on the seashore

Mighty wave, it wet like ocean

My love language is devotion

Maybe you could be the one to do so

And I’m willing to that now

To the coast

Let’s drive that Jaguar

To the coast

Oh, coast, mmh

Go

Let’s go see how far

We can go

Coast

Roller coaster

Dressed like locomotion

Let’s make it a moment

Waving up the ocean

Roller coaster

Dressed like locomotion

Let’s make it a moment

And drive that Jaguar to the coast

You look like a visit on an island

Oh, you got me hooked and

But you love and love and love and love, I know me

Just come along with me

To the coast

Let’s drive that Jaguar

To the coast

Oh, coast, mmh

Go

Let’s go see how far

We can go

Coast

Roller coaster

Dressed like locomotion

Let’s make it a moment

Waving up the ocean

Roller coaster

Dressed like locomotion

Let’s make it a moment

And drive that Jaguar to the coast