Yo, you might hear me make a racket like Wilson

′Cause I love summer no Rachel Bilson (Yes)

The winter will comeWe just have parties inside it's still fun

(We′re jammin') pump this (We're bangin′)

Chase your boyfriend let′s 'av him

We′re rowdy, girls make our judgement cloudy

But when the sun comes up we're still alcies

We don′t wanna be lowsy, or shameless

But we're running round like we′re brainless

Now I've got grass stains on my brand new white trainers

(On my brand new white trainers)

Um, I know a few guys hate us

They're as compelling as neighbours so laters

It′s blaters we′ve got our own sound, you know now

So go wild and get hosed down, n-no no

Yeah yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

Yeah yeah, let′s get down with the trumpets

Yeah yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

Yeah yeah, let′s get down with the trumpets

What, let's get down with the down with the

What, let′s get down with the down with the

What, let's get down with the down with the

Yeah yeah let's get down with the trumpets

When I get down

I get respect now

And when our tunes drops

You know it makes your head bounce

Yeah I move with the flow

And when I enter the room it shows

I move sick (When I dance)

Then chicks (Wanna dance)

Move in and move quick (When I dance)

At risk (When I dance)

Just be careful you don′t lose your chick (When I dance)

That might just happen

So listen deep

Stick with your madame

Or she might just leave

Yeah yeah, let′s get down with the trumpets

Yeah yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

Yeah yeah, let′s get down with the trumpets

Yeah yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

What, let′s get down with the down with the

What, let's get down with the down with the

What, let′s get down with the down with the

Yeah yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

Um, how much sound from the brass to the air

Will it take, to put your bras in the air? (Pardon me there)

Just don't pretend that

If I wasn′t older you wouldn′t wanna dance with me yeah

You're the last of my fears

I was top boy of the class in my year

Well not really but I was half way there

And I coulda been the headmaster so yeah

Got vibes and charisma (Lighter and rizla)

Baccy and filter (Shine for me mister)

I want the sun to (Shine)

′Til I'm looking at a bright blue (Sky)

Yes, and we drop it like anvils

Bring your whole crew to a stand still, still

Stick us on at clubs and I

Guarantee that no body would stand still

Yeah yeah, let′s get down with the trumpets

Yeah yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

Yeah yeah, let′s get down with the trumpets

Yeah yeah, let's get down with the trumpets

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What, let′s get down with the down with the

What, let′s get down with the down with the

Yeah yeah, let's get down with the trumpets