Текст песни Shabby Chic - Ylvis

Shabby Chic

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
Gotta scratch it, rip it, grind it, kick it,
really 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
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