Ylvis - Shabby Chic текст песни

Everything is shabby
When you look into my bedroom
Shabby closet, shabby bed
And shabby shabby chandelier
I just can’t get enough of the shabby
My favorite thing in the world
Is a shabby chair

White
It feels so right
When I paint it with my
Shabby shabby paint
And then I scratch it up!
And I scratch and I paint
And I scratch and I paint
And then suddenly it’s fucking antique!

Shabby chic
Shabby chic
So antique
If you know what I mean
Let me hear you scream
Let me hear you fucking scream
Shabby chic

A perfect day for me
Would be my friends coming over
Pointing at my furniture and saying,
“That must be old.”
I really love the table
And I really like the sofa
But the vase
Is fucking gold!

I hear
People say
They’ve got some shabby stuff
But I laugh at them and say hey
It’s not shabby enough
And I scratch it, rip it, bite it, kick it,
Tear that thing apart!

Shabby chic
Shabby chic
So antique
If you know what I mean
Let me hear you scream
Let me hear you fucking scream
Shabby chic

[guitar solo & Vegard kills chair]

Shabby chic
Shabby chic
So antique
If you know what I mean
Let me hear you scream
Let me hear you fucking scream
Shabby chic