Strip Remix - Nik & Jay

Nik er på din club i sit Nexus-gear

Det' derfor de hvisker, «Nik og Jay er her»

Og det der røvsyge V.I.P.

gider jeg ikk' mer'

For tro mig når jeg si’r jer

Vi clubber, og clubber, yop, jeg sku' for real

Fra Nasa til Bombay til Beverly Hills

Og det' ikk' 90 210 jeg snakker om

Så gi' mig to flasker Dom Perignon

For jeg har ting jeg godt vil sige

Mens jeg hælder det her ud over en skotsk pige

Hvem er det, der ka' få det her til at flyde så fedt?

Hvem er det, der ka' få det her til at lyde så let?

Nik og Jay, baby, ja, så

Drop hyggesnakken og gør det' du' betalt for

Strip — der røg de jeans

Strip — der røg den top

Strip — bar' hold det hot

Åh, åh, åh, åh, ååh

Slå håret ud og strip

Sluk lyset nu og strip

Her' kun os to

Baby, hold det kørende nu

Jeg' fra landet med verdens smukkeste piger

Fra bandet der bringer det hotteste lir

Nik og Jay — hva' er det, der sker?

En eller anden burde stoppe det før

Vi sætter ild til din røv, uh, det gør dig høj nu

Det' vidst på tide at du smider lidt tøj nu

Smider lidt tøj nu?

Løj du?

Jeg ka' se det i dine øjne nu

Og jeg tror jeg ska' besvime, baby

Er der plads til to i dine jeans, baby?

Og jeg' ikk' langt fra dig, din røv ryster så meget

At man sku' tro at du var bange for mig

Et skridt frem og to tilbage

Jeg' rimlig sikker på jeg ved hvor det her bærer henad

Og hva' ka' jeg sige?

Dit show, det' tight

Her' mit nummer — bare ring, aight?

Strip — der røg de jeans

Strip — der røg den top

Strip — bar' hold det hot

Åh, åh, åh, åh, ååh

Slå håret ud og strip

Sluk lyset nu og strip

Her' kun os to

Baby, hold det kørende nu

Det her er soundtracket til en lapdance

Så befri dig selv for dine stramme pants

For det er, hva' det er, og du ved hva' jeg mener

Jeg ska' nok forklare det senere

Det var én, det var to, det var tre stykker kluns

Skat, din krop er så smuk, det' kunst

Der' ingen måle sig med dig når danser, stripper

Baby, dans nu videre

Glinsende læber, glimt i øjet, kroppen foroverbøjet

Damn, den her gentleman

Vil vide hva' der' bag dit bæltespænd'

Navlering og sexet stemme

Så hot at man ku' put' en plov i din g-streng

Flasker på køl og dobbeltseng

Du gør det svært at holde igen

Strip — der røg de jeans

Strip — der røg den top

Strip — bar' hold det hot

Åh, åh, åh, åh, ååh

Slå håret ud og strip

Sluk lyset nu og strip

Her' kun os to

Baby, hold det kørende nu

Nik is at your club in his Nexus gear

That's why they whisper, "Nik and Jay are here"

And that asshole V.I.P.

I do not mind 'more'

Because believe me when I tell you

We clubber, and clubber, yop, I sku 'for real

From Nasa to Bombay to Beverly Hills

And the 'not' 90 210 I'm talking about

Then give me two bottles of Dom Perignon

Because I have things I want to say

While I pour this over a Scottish girl

Who is it that can make this flow so fat?

Who is it that can make this sound so easy?

Nik and Jay, baby, yeah, so

Drop the cozy talk and do what 'you' paid for

Strip - that smoked those jeans

Strip - that smoked the top

Strip - bar 'keep it hot

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Beat the hair out and strip

Turn off the light now and strip

Here 'only the two of us

Baby, keep it running now

I 'from the country with the most beautiful girls in the world

From the band that brings the hottest lyre

Nik and Jay - what's going on?

Someone should stop it sooner

We're setting your ass on fire, uh, that makes you high now

It's time to dump her and move on

Throwing some clothes now?

Did you lie?

I can see it in your eyes now

And I think I'm going to faint, baby

Is there room for two in your jeans, baby?

And I'k 'far from you, your ass shakes so much

That one would think you were afraid of me

One step forward and two back

I'm pretty sure I know where this is headed

And what can I say?

Your show, it's tight

Here's my number - just call, aight?

Strip - that smoked those jeans

Strip - that smoked the top

Strip - bar 'keep it hot

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Beat the hair out and strip

Turn off the light now and strip

Here 'only the two of us

Baby, keep it running now

This is the soundtrack to a lap dance

So free yourself from your tight pants

Because that's what it is, and you know what I mean

I'll probably explain it later

There was one, there were two, there were three pieces

Honey, your body is so beautiful, it's art

There's no one to compare with you when dancing, stripping

Baby, dance on now

Glistening lips, twinkle in the eye, body bent forward

Damn, this gentleman

Want to know what's 'behind your belt buckle'

Navel ring and sexy voice

So hot that you could 'put' a plow in your g-string

Bottles in the fridge and double bed

You make it hard to hold back

Strip - that smoked those jeans

Strip - that smoked the top

Strip - bar 'keep it hot

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Beat the hair out and strip

Turn off the light now and strip

Here 'only the two of us

Baby, keep it running now